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JACKSON’S POVMy room was exactly as I’d left it—untouched, organized to a T, every surface carefully curated to look like the room of the perfect son.Trophies from academic competitions. Photos from family vacations where I was smiling but never quite looked happy. Books I’d never chosen myself arranged alphabetically on shelves.It was like a museum exhibit.A shrine to someone who’d never really existed.I closed the door behind me and finally let the tears come, spilling down in waves. I muffled my sobs with my hand as I slid to the floor, my back hitting the wall. Thoughts crashed through my mind as my vision blurred.What was I going to do?What the hell was I going to do?!My parents weren’t joking around. They were serious—dead serious. I wasn’t going back to school, and I sure as hell wasn’t going back to my apartment.They were going to keep me here, trapped until I either break or found a way to escape.And until then, I couldn’t see Frost or Maya or anyone from the life I
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JACKSON’S POVMom was openly crying now, her mascara running down her cheeks in black streaks.“Jackson, please. You’re not thinking clearly. This man—this Frost—he’s confused you. Made you think you’re something you’re not—”“He didn’t make me think anything!” I stood up, my chair scraping against the hardwood. They could talk smack about me but not Frost.“He just made me brave enough to admit what I’ve always been too scared to realize on my own. My life was on mute before him, Mom. On hold. Like I was just going through the motions of being whoever you wanted me to be. And then I met him and everything changed. I changed. And I’m not going back.”She laughed—a low, broken sound that made my chest ache.“Changed?” She choked out, “Jackson, you’re throwing away your entire future! Your education, your reputation, your relationship with Tammy, your family, everything we’ve worked for, everything we’ve built—” She was hyperventilating now, her voice climbing higher with each word.“Fo
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JACKSON’S POVIt was the next day, and I was seated in the dining area, face-to-face with my raging parents.Apparently, they hadn’t been in the mood to talk to me this entire time because they still needed time to “process things.”Now it was about seven in the morning. I was sleep-deprived, running on little to no energy, and the worst part was—I hadn’t talked to Frost since last night. My phone had died, and of course, I’d forgotten my charger all at once.“I don’t know what you did with my son, but I want him back!”I actually laughed.I couldn’t help it—the sound burst out of me before I could stop it, sharp and humorless, filling the room.I found it genuinely unbelievable that she’d rather believe I’d been abducted by aliens or that my boyfriend was using voodoo on me than just accept that this is who I am.“You think this is funny?” Her voice climbed higher now, that cracking edge of panic creeping in. “You think your father and I find any of this amusing?”“No, Mom. I think i
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FROST’S POVI’d finally made it to the ice cream store and Riley was thrilled to see me, immediately putting me to work despite my protests that I’d just come to visit.“Nope, since you left we’ve been having less customers. I can’t miss out on this golden opportunity.”Not like I was complaining.The familiar routine was soothing—scooping ice cream, restocking toppings, wiping down counters.Simple tasks that required just enough focus to quiet my racing and noisy thoughts.“This is good,” I muttered to myself, a small smile tugging at my lips as I finished the last counter. “This is really good.”I wasn’t spiraling as much.I hadn’t thought about Seraphina or Jackson in the last hour.But—I couldn’t stay here forever.Eventually, the evening rush died down and Riley shooed me away, insisting I looked exhausted and needed rest.So much for taking golden opportunities.“Whatever family stuff you’re dealing with,” she said, giving me a quick hug, “I hope it works out. You’re one of th
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FROST’S POVI woke up gasping.My chest felt like someone had wrapped iron bands around it, squeezing tighter and tighter until I couldn’t breathe.Cold sweat soaked through my shirt, plastering it to my skin, and shivers wracked my body despite the room being perfectly warm.The pull.The god-damned pull hadn’t gotten any better and if I had to say—it had gotten entirely worse. It was already bad, but now it just felt…it felt beyond vile.This dreadful, dark, creeping sensation that crawled up my spine like some bad omen, settling in my bones with the weight of inevitability.I sat up in bed, pressing my hand against my chest where the sensation was strongest, trying to determine what I was feeling.Was it Jackson?Had something happened to him?No.Through the mate bond, I could still sense him—distant and muted by the miles between us, but alive. Anxious, yes. Stressed, definitely. But not in any immediate danger.This was something else entirely and I was afraid to admit what it w
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FROST’S POVWe trained in the woods behind the apartment complex, far enough that my powers wouldn’t attract attention.Kieran pushed me harder than he ever had before, putting my combat memories and all I’d learned to the test.My body moved even when my mind didn’t—how to dodge, how to strike, how to use my ice as both a weapon and shield.But the sensation of the pull and impending dread wouldn’t leave me. My mind kept racing—how would Seraphina fight? How would she react to my movements? Would she think I was weak? Would she even laugh at me for trying?I said she wouldn’t go after Jackson, but what if she did? Would I even be able to stop her? Or even come close to the level she was already on?She was the strongest warrior out there, and even if my skills had improved, they’d still been weakened from staying in the human realm for so long.Could I really do anything expected of me?Could I really save my people?It felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders, and I was
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FROST’S POVI hated the days I didn’t get to spend with Jackson.I wondered why he had to go to school or work or anywhere that wasn’t by my side.Was it really that necessary?I sighed as I reached out to the note that laid on the couch beside me.“Whenever you get lonely, just read this note. I’l
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JACKSON POVMy good mood evaporated in an instant. I stared at the screen for what felt like an eternity, debating whether to let it go to voicemail. But then again, she would just call a thousand times more.“Hi, Mom.”“Jackson! Finally, I’ve been trying to reach you all weekend.” Her voice was br
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JACKSON'S POVThe bookstore smelled like fresh paper, new books and ink, a combination I never thought I’d miss so much.I pushed through the door Monday morning, the little bell chiming overhead, and Mrs. Chen looked up from behind the counter with that sweet wrinkly smile she always wore.“Jackso
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JACKSON'S POVThe festival grounds beamed with life, Lanterns glowing overhead, strings of warm light stretching endlessly, laughter and music filling the air.Stalls lined the streets—games, food, bright colors everywhere.The scent of grilled snacks mixed with sweet treats, and the sky above us w
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