Chapter 89

TALIA

“No!” I cried. “We have to find your fingers! She spit them out!”

“The water is freezing, and they’ve probably been taken downstream by now. Sara’s the only werewolf I know who can swim long distances in freezing water—long enough to find fingers in a huge river. And the water will have carried away the scent anyway.” He looked defeated, tears brimming his eyes.

“I will find them,” I said resolutely.

“No, you’re injured!” He reached for me. Before he could stop me, I shifted back into my wolf form and dove into the river, ignoring all the pain on my face and body—adrenaline giving me strength to persist. It wasn’t too bad at first. My inner layer of fur kept the water from reaching my skin. With enthusiasm, I searched the bottom of the river, weaving back and forth against the ground, coming up for air as needed. It wasn’t long before I found one of the fingers stopped by a rock. I quickly grabbed it and brought it to the surface, leaving it at the side of the river, only to