If you want to know about your mother, meet me near the pack border tomorrow at 9.
The content on the slip caught my attention in an instant. Never has Draven, even once, mentioned who my mother was and what happened to her. It was forbidden for me to ask any questions about him. The few times I brought up the topic in the past, Draven stiffened with an indescribable look crossing his face.
The last time I asked him was a couple of years back when I was cleaning our house and realized there was not even a single trace of my mother in my life. When I asked him, he shut me down quickly saying she was someone that should never be brought up in the future.
Even though I was eager to probe deeper, I let it go when I calmly thought about the possibility he was reacting in such a way. Maybe
