He wasn't here with his pack? He'd left them? The thoughts passed through her head barely registering. She laughed bitterly, "Huginn has more sense than you." She didn't understand why her brother was on the outskirts of town instead of somewhere comfortable.
As quickly as they came her emotions drained until just the ache of loss remained. "I missed you so much, it was like a part of me had run away. Of course I would have gone after you. I have been looking for you for years, didn't you ever know? I ran into one of your pack members after the pack had left Europe, he taunted me that you didn't want to have anything to do with me. Didn't he tell you?"
She hugged Nico tightly when he joined her on the ground. Bartok circled around them as she hung her head at his question. She didn't want to answer him. She didn't want him to feel the pain that she had, but she owed him the truth. Dad's not here no. He's back in Germany... with mom." She swallowed hard as tears welled up. "He's dead Nico..." her voice trailed off as she stared out into the comforting darkness.