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Chapter 7
The storm did not lessen but worsened instead.
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Polar wind and snow blasted through the uncovered portions of the porch where Zarek and Freja stood. Visibility was low due to the blizzard, but Freja didn’t care. She didn’t care if she could barely see the snowy woods across the road. Inside she felt numb, cold, even. The cold was not from the storm but from within.Before her eyes her hopes had been shattered. Listening to the men with her preternaturally aided hearing, thanks to the mate bond, had been upsetting.The Dragon King was out there somewhere, on the run or dead. Some usurper had done the deed for her.She added this unknown person to her list of people she had to kill. Whoever it was had pissed her off and set another roadblock in her plans.Zarek’s baritone voice shook her from her silent musings, “Freja, I’m sorry. Is there something I can do to help you feel better?”
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Freja watched the sun rise above a snow bank while she waited for Zarek to finish his business.Pale pinks and blues painted the sky as the sun rose behind them, the bright orb waking everything that slept. Golden rays washed across Freja as she stood in a beam that cast through the trees, lighting up her body. She practically glowed.The sun hadn’t shown in three long days. Thanks to the storm Zarek and Freja had to extend their stay at the inn.For the rest of their stay they avoided touching again, Zarek choosing to sleep on the floor instead, much to her annoyance. Here and there was the occasional brushing of skin against skin momentarily, the small touch alone igniting sparks between the two. Freja had been on the last straw when she sun finally broke through the blizzard, the rays of light bringing her escape with it.Staying in confined spaces wasn’t
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Zarek wandered the streets his hood kept low while her searched for Freja. The village was busy as usual, the streets full of merchants and tradesman peddling their goods. Children ran to and fro as they chased each other with the occasional goat running along with three of them.He had left the tavern shortly after Freja to see her gone, having left the area in a rage. Telling her at least something about himself should’ve sufficed but he didn’t know who would be listening. There could’ve been enemies nearby hidden and he wouldn’t have known until it was too late. Much too late.For fuck sakes he was aKing! He shouldn’t have to hide like a scared weakling, but here he was. Instead of chasing after his mate on foot he wanted to take to the sky but everyone in the village knew what he looked like in dragon form. They would know the true king was alive and it would get back to Tauric w
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Freja couldn’t help but hiss in pain as she washed the blood from her knuckles. What had been a bucket of clean water was now red from her injuries.The bastard hadn’t told her anything and she was nowhere closer to finding the Dragon King. She could still hear the sickening crack of his bones as her fists pounded his face to a pulp. Instead of using a knife to cut him to pieces like she wanted to, she had decided to exert her aggression in the best way she knew how.Pummeling the man with her fists until he blacked out.Fuck!No matter how hard she hit him he wouldn’t tell her where the true King was.Zarek had planted himself in the corner of the room with a hip against the wall while he watched. Something weird was going on that she couldn’t figure out. Throughout the interrogation the man kept gla
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The MidlandsThirteen Winters AgoThe trees rustled in the cool Autumn breeze. Wind rustled the leaves together in a soothing symphony. A few slivers of sunlight poked through the tall canopies high above Freja.Often she found herself at peace when she was alone with the forest. They were her friends - her only friends.Trees were the only friends that couldn’t hurt you with words. Trees couldn’t talk, at least, like a human anyways. The trees spoke is soft whispers as they danced upon their branches in the breeze. Some leaves even took a great lap to join her in the meadow where she lay in the flowers.Flowers were good friends, too, until they made your nose run.A few winters had passed but she still felt alone, even with her tree and flower frien
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