Gryphon's Rage - Charlotte Brice - Bog

TROY
Harlow is missing, and Pletcher won't let the four of us, his own mates, in on the search. All they know is that James Harvey doesn't know where his son is. Well screw Pletcher and the ShiftARS. It's time we walk away from everything we ever knew. Harlow needs us and his safe return is the only thing that matters, he is all that matters. We will find him, and we will devote the rest of our lives to our crazy amazing mate. Hold on Harlow, we're coming for you.
HARLOW
Death is supposed to be a rest. Well, I'll tell you, they are lying.
The phrase 'live while I'm alive and sleep when I'm dead' doesn't apply to me.
I'm dead, and for some reason, that means trekking up the side of a mountain to find my beasts.
I'll make my own phrase then. Sex when I'm alive. Epic journey of discovery when I'm dead. And sleep when hell freezes over.
Or when I burn the world.