Novel & Cerita Frozen 2 Kristoff Proposes To Anna

Walked the tunnel. Stepped onto the bench. And there—across the red line—was Ronan. Skating slow circles with his line. Dark jersey. Captain’s C. Stick tapping the ice like he was waiting. Their eyes met again. This time neither looked away. Jax stepped onto the ice. The cold hit his blades. The scent hit harder. Ronan slowed. Stopped. Faced him across the center ice. No words. No gestures. Just the weight of everything unsaid hanging between them—thick, electric, impossible to ignore.

At the time of my death, the freezer had been set to freezing mode. His voice cracked as he spoke, and his eyes were bloodshot. "So you're telling me Katerina was trapped in a space where the temperature was below negative ten degrees for more than thirty hours? Struggling all that time?" The people around him couldn't bear to listen anymore. Tears streamed down their faces as one person said softly, "A normal person wouldn't last ten hours in those conditions. She fought for over thirty hours before she passed away. Just how badly did she want to live?"

My heart pounded so loudly that I was afraid he might hear it. Heat spread throughout my body. We were so close. I could even feel his breath against my face. “Careful,” Dylan whispered. I clutched the front of his T-shirt tightly. My gaze dropped to his wet lips. Can I ask for one more request? One that's even bolder than this? “What are you looking at, Anna?” he asked. “Dylan, my fourth request.” I held his gaze. “Kiss me.”

Oliver basked in their flattery, smugness shining in his eyes. He tenderly wrapped his down jacket tighter around Sophia. Gathering her gently against him, he walked slowly up to the freezer. He reached out and tapped a finger against the glass in front of me, his eyes full of contempt. "Grace, do you understand what you did wrong? You know perfectly well our Feral Suns Pack carries the Cold Curse, and you still bullied Sophia." Inside the glass, the freezer's thermometer had already iced over at minus 58 degrees. I was wrapped in the thin cotton pajamas I'd changed into before bed, shivering so hard I couldn't stop.

They stayed that way for a moment before disentagling from each other. “Good afternoon, My lady.” Olivia bowed. Lady Anna was thrown aback as she didn't see Olivia there before. She cleared her throat and nodded at her. “I thought you were the only one coming,”she said to Vulcan. “She had not had lunch yet, so I brought her along.” Vulcan replied. Olivia felt completely invincible. “Have a seat.” Lady Anna forced a smile at Vulcan, then at Olivia. As soon as they were seated, Vulcan and Olivia side by side, both of them opposite his mum, she spoke again. “How are the preparations for the mating ceremony coming along? It's five more days until the ceremony, right?”

“You should be resting by now.” Anna, disguised as Annika Merriweather, fakely chuckled. “Oh, young man, this old hag still has business to do to live longer.” He was an asshole just like she predicted. Only an alpha like him would dare leave his pack behind for three years. “Oh yeah, what’s that?”

Asher returns with our plate, pulling me from my sweet memory. “I miss doing this,” I motion with my fork toward the kids who are now packing their things up and strolling out of the room. He throws his head back and laughs. “The best years of our life,” I hum and take another bite, nodding. “Definitely the best.” “You should call him and tell him you agree. I’ll be fine and you can negotiate the terms.” I groan loudly when he starts again but he raises a hand up when I try to interrupt. “You’re just staying there a month, do you think that is enough to get the alpha who is nicknamed the cold alpha to name you his luna and try for an heir?” he doesn’t wait for me to answer. “It’ll be a win-w

But all I could see was Anna, her breath coming fast, terror blazing in her eyes. “Let her go!” I shouted, breaking free from the altar, my voice raw. “Take me instead! Take me…please!” Kristoff laughed. A slow, cruel sound. “No,” he said calmly, tightening his grip on Anna. “She’s the one who ruined everything.” Anna’s gaze met mine, tears streaming freely now. She shook her head, silently begging me not to do this, not to break. “Tell her goodbye,” Kristoff said, cocking the gun. “Tell her you love her.”

The tower balcony overlooks Arendelle’s sleeping village, the midnight air sharp with frost as I pin Kristoff against the stone railing, his naked body pressed into the cold surface, his thick cock buried deep in my pussy. My ice-blue dress is torn open, clinging to my hips, my breasts bare, nipples aching in the chill. I’ve bound his wrists behind him with ice tendrils, their frosty grip biting his skin, and conjured an ice gag to muffle his groans, ensuring his sounds don’t wake the guards patrolling below. Anna’s bedroom is just one floor down, her window dark, oblivious to me fucking her boyfriend where anyone could glance up and see. The public risk makes my pussy drip, soaking his cock