To the Mountains

Leaving the Dungeons, Cyrus did not bother to wash the blood off himself. It splattered his face and body. He could not care less what he looked like; all that mattered was finding her.

He went straight to the mountains, ordering the bulk of his warriors to follow him. There were many caves and caverns to be explored, but he would search every last crevice if he had to.

The mate bond was firmly in