Chapter 697

The black bear carried Rhea as it raced along the stream.

The forest was thick, and low branches whipped past them. Rhea pressed herself close to the bear's back, clutching its fur with both hands, shouting out directions now and then.

The farther they went, the stream grew wider, and the water rushed faster.

The sound of water ahead started as a faint trickle, but soon swelled into a thunderous r