Calla POV
I hung there against the cliff the only thing keeping me up in Bricriu’s hand around my arm his claws digging into my already ruined arm. Marcus had finally found me. He made it even though he was a bit late. He came for me after all. The wolf I heard earlier was him signaling to me that he was coming and that I just need to hold on. I held on. I fought back. I was the hero of my story. I put myself on line in order for him to find me. I didn’t just sit around and wait like some damsel in distress. I pushed through everything that came my way and fought against the pain. I was even willing to jump from the waterfall to safe myself. Even though it put me in risk, if only Bricriu didn’t catch me. I could have been out of his grip for good or I could have been dead. He is here
