Rhea's POV

I followed, barefooted as he led me out of the hallway to a ground I hadn't been to, the cold seeping through my legs.

My heart sank as I took in the sight before me, it was the river behind the pack house. From here, it wasn't a river, it was a death ground.

In the middle of the river was a jagged patch of land which qualified as the solid ground . Rocks shot out in awkward angles around the area. The waters roared on both sides, black and furious.

There was something about the ...