The Weight of Frost
"But I told Emerald you wanted to see the mock-ups for the ceremonial crests, and you are going to want to drop everything and look at these right now."
Maddox and Cobb exchanged a quick, loaded glance. Cobb’s protective instincts flared slightly at the intense, unwavering way the Frost Alpha was staring at his niece, but the fact that Emerald was actually smiling and holding her ground kept him completely silent.
"I have them right here," Emerald said.
Her voice was soft, but the panicked, breathy tremor that usually accompanied it was entirely gone. She stepped right up to the table, her fresh citrus and vanilla scent wrapping around Zyan like a warm, physical embrace, and gently laid the
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