Dane's POV
We raced back to the pack lands with Garret in tow. He had told his mother farewell and whimpered most of the way here. I forget how close he is to his her. She is his hero, after all.
When we got near the cliff, Bennett shifted back for a moment, grabbing hold of the crystal he was wearing around his neck. He held it out, turning slowly, but nothing happened. Once he placed it around his neck again, he shifted back and jumped in. I took it as a sign to follow, nudging Garret to do the same.
It made me happy to know that Garret trusted me so much he didn't waste a second in jumping off what seemed like a steep cliff. His head moved slowly as he took in the scenery. Hell, even I was still looking around in wonder. This place was not your average pack lands, and I knew there
