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She wanted me to escape the base. I caressed her arm. At least now I know my best friend never betrayed me. We went on another expedition, and Joshua's team tailed us, trying to scavenge for leftovers. I led them into a lair of Frozen Wolftigers, and once they were all injured, I lured them into a remote frozen cave, then I sealed the entrance with an Esoteric Divination formation. I watched them as they slowly turned into frozen statues, and satisfaction coursed through my veins. My smile never left my lips. "You want some threesome? Well, you can have an orgy now. Enjoy."

Good thing is the frost bite was slowly disappearing and she now had some feeling in her hands as for my own side effect…lets just leave that as a story for another day. “I couldn’t even focus much…that dang chimera incident is driving me crazy. Morgan couldn’t find anything about a beta Morgan…like seriously, couldn’t the idiot leave a last name too!” I was off into my rant as I took a sip of Damien’s hot chocolate to quench my thirst. “Hey…get your own,” Damien tried getting his hot chocolate back but Freya came to my defense just on time. “Don’t be stingy , Damien. Just look at her,she looks horrible and definitely needs it more than you do,”

He's undeniably cool, and a senior, but both Alix and Micah think he's a jerk (and he goes through girlfriends faster than a hot knife through butter). Still, the lure of popularity points and cute seniors is too much for Jamie. She and Grace end up going to the party, while Zee and I skip it to watch a Frozen rerun at the cinema near my house (for about the fifth time since it came out). It works out pretty well – Zee will spend the night at my place, then tomorrow we'll go together to band practice at her house in the afternoon. It's as if none of the stuff with Fable even happened in the first place.

“Well, in that case, what is it? I’m not going all the way over there to find out it’s something I can’t handle either.” “You can handle it. You’ve done it before.” I swallowed hard, only imagining what it might be that Fionna had done now. “Is someone on fire?” “No,” Mage Jaye assured me. “Electrocuted?” “No.” “Frozen?” She hesitated and then nodded. “Great. How many of them?” Again, she mumbled her answer. “Alfthm” “What?” “All of them! Okay? All of them! Fionna froze all of them. I’m the only one who was able to break free. Now, if you don’t mind.”

Sofia let out a cry, unable to understand why her parents never let her do what other kids did. FLASHBACK ENDS The memory slowly faded. But this wasn't the only memory of Sofia expressing her love for skating and the Swan Princess—Aubrey Sinclair, who was the then Northgate's figure skating golden girl. And he'd been so blinded by his self-centeredness to not even care. He'd hurt her. Countless times. By his selfish attitude. And now she's been trapped by his rival because of him, his career in danger and her passion too—the passion he'd been too blinded to see.

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.”

"I, Elisa D¨Angelo, Princess of the Lycan Realm, reject you, Femrin Frozenrock, Hunter Singleoak, and Wyatt Ambermoon as my mates. I break this bond, and we are no longer related to each other. I expected to hear something from the abin, but the fact that they didn´t even feel it told me that all they had done to trick me into believing they are my mates was pure dark magic, that a simple rejection would not break. I shifted and ran between the two warriors until we reached the SUV.

"This is not simple frost. This is witchcraft." "How would you know?" Lukas muttered from the floor, still rubbing his throat after what had happened earlier. "Because I read, Lukas, not just growl," I shot back without looking at him. "There was a record in my mother’s library about the northern clans, Rowan. The curse called Frozen Breath. If you use fire against it, you only speed it up. The flesh will crack from the heat." I knelt beside the sentry. My hands trembled, but I took a deep breath.

With a single word, these three men could send the entire city into a panic, yet in her presence, all their fierceness softened, as if they had melted completely. My soul slipped once more behind the frostbitten steel door. My body remained curled in the corner, twisted into a shape no living person should ever have to endure. My skin had taken on a ghastly blue-purple hue, while frost clung to my lashes and tangled through my hair. Still, it was my fingers that suffered most. I had clawed at the door until every nail bent or snapped, blood freezing into shards of dark red ice around my fingertips. What a wretched sight I had become.

Didn't even look back. Something inside me froze harder than the room itself. The pain swallowed everything. I passed out in my own blood. *** I woke up in my bed. The doctor said I was lucky. Any later, the baby wouldn't have made it. She looked at me, hesitating. "They told me it was just your period. They stripped a pregnant woman and threw her in a freezer. You never told Sandro?" A gust of wind flipped open my diary. Each page had a number—how many times I waited over the last three years. How many times he let me down.