Chapter 13

Minutes later, Zillon stood at the very end of the road—right before a cliff—wondering why the scent had ended there. They had searched this place spotless and no one was here, but did they search the bottom of it?

They didn’t, but was it possible for someone to hide at the bottom of a cliff? There was nothing but rough waters and rocks that were sharp enough to kill, who’d take that risk?

Not many, but how could Zillon be sure if he didn’t look properly?

Transforming back into his human form, he turned to his wolves. “Do you guys smell anything more?”

The trackers shook their heads.

“Then do you think something could be below it? It’s rocky, but there’s water down there. If I jump, there’s a high chance of me getting hurt but I’m a wolf so there’s also a high chance of me surviving.”

The lead tracker shifted back into human form as well, wanting to speak verbally to his alpha. “Yes, but there’s nothing down there… Nobody could dwell in a place li