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Chapter 8

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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