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Chapter 70 — The Fire and the Freeze

Author: J L FLETCHER
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-15 01:57:42
The corridor was empty, echoing with nothing but the faint hum of torches. Sophie brushed past him, her gown whispering against the stone like silk over a blade. Frost trailed faintly in the air where she moved. The scent of her—clean snow and wild forest—clung to the air, filling his lungs until he couldn’t breathe.

The tether between them pulled taut. He felt it in his bones, in his blood, in the slow, brutal drum of his heart. His wolf snarled, aching for her. He couldn’t think—only follow.

“Wait.” His voice came low, roughened by a hunger he couldn’t hide. “Sophie. Wait.”

She stopped but didn’t turn. Her shoulders were stiff, the diamond sheen of her gown catching the torchlight like shards of ice. His boots were soundless as he closed the space between them, she moved away until he had her caged against the wall, his hand braced above her head. The scent of her was everywhere now, dizzying, maddening.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

Slowly, she did. And gods—her eyes. Cold, clear, but
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