All Chapters of FALLING FOR MR FROST: Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

AUTHOR'S POVThe council chambers stood at the far end of Frostfang's main corridor, hidden behind doors older than most of the pack's living members.They were carved from heavy, dark wood and etched with symbols of victory and conquest—the kind of doors built to remind anyone who crossed their threshold exactly how insignificant they were before the Council.As a child, Seraphina had believed those doors led to greatness. Maybe because her father had always told her that only wolves who changed history were invited beyond them. Back then, she had walked through them with stars in her eyes.Tonight, they felt more like the jaws of a beast waiting to swallow her whole.Even so, she kept her chin high.The last thing she needed was for the elders to catch even the slightest hint of the disdain simmering beneath her calm facade. They had a way of sensing weakness long before it ever reached the surface.It was a mask she had perfected years ago.As her footsteps echoed across the stone

AUTHOR’S POVPresent dayElder Greymond sat at the head of the long stone table, flanked on either side by the rest of the council.Elders Darius, Valen, Soren, and Ormund.They looked every bit the wise men Frostfang believed them to be. Tall, broad-shouldered, and dignified despite their age, their long white hair tied neatly into low buns, ceremonial robes draped over their imposing frame —robes meant to symbolize strength, wisdom, and honor.Supposedly.The room fell silent until Elder Greymond finally spoke not bothering to look up from the map."What's happening with our scouts, Valen?"“Already stationed,” Valen replied.“And the plan progression?”“Nearly eighty percent of Winter’s Crest has been brought under our mercy.” Soren shifted in his seat, unable to hide the satisfaction in his voice. “It’s only a matter of time before every inch of that pack will be ours.”“Yes, the board has already been set. We need only wait for the final piece to move itself into place,” Elder Gr

AUTHOR'S POV"Let go of me!" seraphina snapped. "I said let go!"The four men dragged Seraphina through the lower corridors while she struggled against them, twisting and pulling with all the strength she had left while kaia kept well behind the guards, matching her steps to theirs so the sound of her footsteps disappeared beneath the heavy thud of their boots."Please, Your Grace," one of the guards replied, his grip never loosening. "Don't make this harder for us."Seraphina shot him a furious glare, but the suppression cuffs around her wrists had already weakened her. No matter how much she fought or whined, she couldn't break free.As the guards turned a corner, Kaia quickly slipped against the wall and waited. She counted under her breath before following again.The corridor ahead was unfamiliar. It was narrower than the others, the air colder. At the very end stood a thick iron door reinforced with dark steel bars.Kaia's stomach sank.She recognized the faint pulse of suppressi

JACKSON’S POVConsciousness slowly crept in as my eyes peeled open.Then it hit me, the most piercing, excruciating pain I’d ever felt in my entire life throbbed through my head.A low groan escaped my throat from the sheer intensity of it.“It hurts,” I found myself whispering as I slowly forced my eyes open.My vision was blurry at first until the stone ceiling above me slowly came into focus.Where was I exactly?My mouth felt dry, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember a single thing. I willed myself upright, only for a pair of arms to wrap around my back and support me.“You’re finally awake,” Silas muttered, relief washing over his face the moment our eyes met.“What…what happened? Where am I?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.“You suddenly collapsed in the hallway. I didn’t know what else to do, so I brought you to the healing quarters.”The healing quarters?Oh.He meant the infirmary.Just then, the door swung open and Kieran walked into the room. He sto