**Astrein's POV**

I sit at the cliff's edge, the same cliff where Gaia and I fell together, and the madness of missing her threatens to consume me entirely.

She risked everything for me. Threw herself off this precipice without hesitation because she couldn't bear to be separated from me even in death. The memory plays over and over in vivid detail—her glacier white wolf refusing to let go as we plummeted through empty air, her voice through our bond ...