Aria’s POV The river was too cold, it punched the breath out of me the second I hit the surface. The current yanked me under, rolled me against rocks, filled my mouth with silt and freezing water. I kicked wildly, arms flailing for anything solid. Mira’s hand found mine—slippery, desperate and we broke through the surface together, gasping. “Keep moving!” She shouted over the roar. “They’ll lose the scent in the water!” I didn’t look back, I couldn’t, but I felt him. That heavy, b
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