Swiftcurrent Creek the wounds that cut the soul

Keeping this vague as well until I know how Nightingale reacts, too!

Nightingale was still in a fragile state when Bazi left her, but she desperately needed to find out if Jace and Ferdie had ended each others' lives and floated downstream. The scent of blood was easy enough to follow, and the Beta breathed a shuddering sigh of relief when she spotted Jace by the Creek's edge. The moonlight was bright enough to distinguish one burly male from another, and this was most definitely the pack's black Gamma.

The pale girl crept forward, clearing her throat to announce her coming. Adrenaline put even the calmest wolf on edge, and Jace was particularly perceptive. His shoulder produced a sickening crunch, loud enough for Bazi to hear from a short distance away. She flinched visibly at the sound and stopped, poised to run. ".. Jace..?" Was Ferdie alive? Where was he?