All Chapters of Whispers of Frost and Fire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I woke in the dead of night, my body still warm from the kiss Jeremy had left on my lips. The night had been perfect—filled with laughter, dancing, the promise of something more. I could still feel the weight of the tiara resting atop my head, the sensation of being queen lingering in my skin. But as I closed my eyes again, sleep didn’t come easily.Instead, I found myself pulled into a dream.It began with the feeling of cold—a chill so sharp it cut through the air, creeping into my bones. The world around me was blanketed in white, an endless sea of snow stretching out in every direction. There was no warmth, no sounds, no life—just me and the snow. The wind howled, but strangely, I wasn’t cold. Not even a little.In fact, I felt more alive than I’d ever felt before.The snowflakes danced around me, swirling like delicate bits of glass, each one unique in its intricate design. They didn’t touch me, didn’t melt, but hovered near my skin like they were waiting for something. The silen

I couldn’t breathe.The word "Move" echoed in my ears, the coldness of Jeremy’s command searing into my chest like ice. I stood there, frozen, as my world unraveled before me. The weight of it, the finality, hit me all at once. There was no mistaking it. He hadn’t been looking at me—he hadn’t seen me. And now, as he turned and walked away from me without so much as a glance, my heart shattered.I couldn’t bring myself to follow him, I couldn’t chase after the boy I had loved my whole life. Jeremy was already heading toward her—Shanika Mason, the daughter of the first Gamma couple, the captain of the soccer team. She was beautiful, confident, and poised. And now, she was the one Jeremy’s wolf had chosen.I didn’t know how long I stood there, unable to move, unable to speak. My body was trembling, and my vision blurred as tears began to spill over, betraying me in front of everyone.The room felt suffocating. The chatter, the laughter, the music—it all seemed so distant now, like a worl

I sat at the kitchen table, a cup of lukewarm tea in front of me. The steam no longer rose from the cup, but I didn’t have the energy to drink it. My mind was whirlwind. The summer trip to Alaska was becoming real, and the closer the departure date came, the more I felt the weight of it all.Mom’s voice broke through my thoughts as she walked into the kitchen, her eyes warm but tired. “I just got off the phone with Alpha Jerry,” she said, standing in front of me with her arms crossed. “It’s all set. You’ll leave in two days. I’ve arranged for you to spend the summer with my old pack.”I nodded silently, unsure of how to respond. She was right. I had known this was coming. After everything that happened with Jeremy, after all the pain, it felt like the only option. But even though I was preparing for it, even though part of me wanted the space, part of me still wasn’t ready. The goodbye would be harder than I thought.“Okay,” I said softly. The word felt like it was stuck in my throat.

As soon as the plane touched down, I felt the chill hit me like a punch to the chest. Chase, Alaska, was as cold as the rumors had said, and then some. The town itself was barely a shadow of what I had imagined—a cluster of empty, weather-beaten buildings, standing as if waiting for the inevitable winter that would likely last for most of the year. It was so quiet, so still, it felt almost deserted. There were no bustling markets, no busy streets—just a few scattered houses and shops that looked as though they hadn’t seen a visitor in ages. The kind of place where time itself seemed to slow down.The air was thick with a sharp, biting cold that made it hard to breathe at first. It stung my skin, sending a shiver down my spine as I stepped out of the plane. The snow-covered ground stretched out before me, a pristine, untouched white that seemed to go on forever. I could see the looming silhouette of the Foraker Mountain in the distance, its peak covered in thick snow and jagged cliffs.

Sitting in front of Alpha Rhett’s desk felt like being on trial—except I wasn’t guilty of anything. I wasn’t even sure what was happening, but I could feel the weight of his eyes on me, sharp and calculating. My mom sat beside me, her posture rigid, but her eyes were still distant. It was like she was physically there, but mentally, she had drifted somewhere else entirely.Alpha Rhett leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest, eyes never leaving mine. For a long moment, the room was silent, heavy with anticipation. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, not sure what to expect. But then, he broke the silence.“Tell me about yourself,” he said, his voice stern but not unkind. It wasn’t a friendly request—it felt more like an order. Like he needed to know who I was, what I was, what I could bring to the table.I swallowed hard. “I’m Aurelia,” I started, my voice quiet, unsure. “I’m from Arizona. I came here with my mom.”Alpha Rhett raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed.