All Chapters of Phoenix Rising the Rise of the Sacred Shewolf : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Aria's pov Seeing hordes of warriors that were carbon copies of Malrik and Balder was uncanny as I swung my sword and used my flame. “Don't wear yourself out, highness,” Nathan stated beside me. Showers of ice shards came down on us like spears and I used what power I could to cover the sky above us. I was thankful for Lark doing the same. “Have you seen Jasper?” I shouted at anyone who would answer but was met with grunts as they continued fighting the huge, well-trained fighters. Seeing Cecil join us, Nathan asked him about my son. “Relax, he and the princess are both safely hidden,” he growled, catching Lark's pointed ears. “I will lead them to the remaining underground escape tunnels if needed,” he declared. “Show them and the staff, now,” Killian asserted then added, “Hundreds more frost warriors are coming from the rear mountains.” I turned toward the back of our kingdom and hissed at seeing the white-haired men and white dire wolves coming in droves down the mo

Aella's pov Frustration flared as I side-eyed the tall dark elf who continued to tell me he was too old for me. Tired of his nonsense, I flipped him off and ran into the woods, only to get surrounded by a group of large, white-haired men. Before I could fire at them or flee my lower half and hands were covered in a thick layer of ice. My fire was snuffed out. “How fortunate for us. The princess falls into our hands and should be taken to our leader to be bred with. She carries Ice in her veins,” one of them said with a smirk. I looked up at the darkening sky and felt my heartbeat increase as bolts of bright light came crashing down next to the warriors. Mister Skinner was pissed. I was certain that he would be my savior, or at least I hoped, as the huge men grew concerned over the odd weather. Darkness crept into the area like thick cobwebs. I watched in intrigue as one of the warriors' necks was slit then another. Seeing stern yellow hawk eyes pass by my face I snort

Aria's pov A few weeks later I was sitting on a woven bed mat in the cave I'd selected, I tied up my auburn hair as I waited for my children to call me for breakfast. I had undergone a lot of self-reflection and decided that, for now, I would focus on the small family that stayed with me here. My children had insisted on preparing breakfast this morning so I dressed and waited for them to call me down. Aella finally called from the bottom of my ladder. Descending the ladder I saw her looking distraught and I asked if it was about Mister Skinner leaving to return the elf prince to his parents. Nodding, she said sadly, “I don't know if he's going to return. He's been gone for twelve days.” Pinching my mouth I cupped her cheek and told her that if they were meant to be together he would return. “Kind of like you and the snow king?” “What?! Oh no, I'm not going to get involved with another man. Besides I am destined to be alone and he is the frost king, not snow,” I mumbled

Aria's pov After having a heart-to-heart conversation with Wisdom and Hella about us all living with Frost, both women grinned and nodded their heads. “It would connect two couples,” Wisdom snickered as I eyed her oddly. “Your eldest with the elf prince and you with Frost,” she informed me “So you both were already aware of all this happening?” They glanced at each other then put a finger on their lips before cackling. I exhaled in irritation and scowled. “It would be nice if you shared your knowledge with those affected,” I mumbled but they both shook their heads. “We can't interfere with people's destiny, but can tell you that you would be the first female his highness can't freeze during intimacy.” Furrowing my brow I snorted rudely and growled, “Bullshit, Frost freezes all the women he has tried to bed and is a virgin of sorts?” Both witches gave me a stern scowl and in unison said, “Yes, that's what we are saying.” Leaning back in shock, I looked over at Frost,

Frost Ulfhedinn’s pov Following Aria's son's scent I traveled down the path. The water was to my calves as I ran down the narrow gulch. Scanning the rocky sides I searched for an easy escape from the path. Knowing that I could easily make the jump if needed I wasn't too concerned as I continued north. Thankfully, I stepped out of the rising waters and onto firmer ground several miles later. The runoff water collected in a huge lake, and I had lost the scent on my side. “It appears that I will be swimming to the other side,” I muttered sourly watching the water rushing from the gulch down into the lake. I eyed the area for a way across. Reaching the other side of the lake I sniffed around and caught the scent of the boy along with a fire and cooking meat. Hearing voices speaking about Aria and me I slowed my steps and listened in disbelief. “Your mother has forsaken your father's memory by getting involved with the Ice Frost King. She should have come to me. I am her