LOGINLana's POV
Lana's POV The scout burst through the door at dusk, his face pale beneath the frost clinging to his beard. He'd been gone for three days—three days of crossing frozen rivers, dodging patrols, skirting the edges of enemy territory. Now he knelt before Damon, gasping, his hands trembling as he pulled a folded parchment from his coat.
Lana's POV The scouts brought word at dawn. My father's allied forces had crossed the frozen river. They'd be at our borders by nightfall.Damon didn't panic. He didn't rage. He just nodded, dismissed the scout, and turned to me.
Lana's POV Liam stumbled back, his hand pressed against his bleeding nose, his eyes wide with disbelief. He'd underestimated me. They all had.
Lana's POV The glacier cave loomed before us, dark and hungry. I took a step inside, my eyes adjusting to the dim light filtering through cracks in the ice. Then I stopped.Shadows moved at the edges. Too m
Lana's POVWhen Tia saw I remained unmoved, her mask cracked. The smirk vanished. The pretense dropped. Her eyes turned cold, flat, dangerous."You
Lana's POVI wasn't expecting to see Tia the following day.She appeared at the edge of the camp as the sun was setting, her silhouette unmistakable even from a distance. I hadn't seen her in months—not since she'd slithered her way into Liam's bed while pretending to be my friend. Now she stood there, one hand resting on her swollen belly, her eyes glittering with something dark and satisfied.She had found a
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