Chapter 33

[Nayla's POV]

I stood by the river where we lost the scent. I watched the rushing current. This river has no rocks to serve as foothold, and the sound of the water was that of deep gurgling, which could only mean it is deep. Even Gareth and I wouldn't dare plunge in its depth in a current like this. I sniffed the air again. I could only make out the scent of my comrades; there is no trace of the rogue we pursued only minutes ago. I couldn't believe we lost it.