The group charged forward under the radiant morning light, clouds of dust swirling behind the thundering hooves. Raven led at the front, his face cold as ice, eyes bloodshot from the torment tearing through his chest. They rode straight to the base of the cliff, where Cara had thrown herself down, then followed the icy river in search of her.
The raging current surged before them, swallowing everything in its path, taking with it the proud young woman who had chosen to leap into the abyss rather than die by someone else’s hand.
“Search along the riverbank!” Raven ordered, his voice hoarse. “Every rock, every tree root, don’t miss a single thing.”
The guards quickly fanned out, splitting into teams to comb the area. They relied on their wolf senses to pick up any trace. But the river had
