Vale's POV.

Whoever the attackers were, they stopped shooting the arrows when Aiden and Violet fell off the cliff.

A part of me went along with them as I couldn't contain the heart-rejecting shout that came out of my lungs.

They disappeared into the cloud below, didn't even hear the sound of bodies splashing against water or rock.

Jemma crouched to her knees unmoving.

"Aiden's dead." She kept mumbling to herself.

No, I could feel it, they survived.

"Pull yourself together," I ...