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My voice wasn't loud, but it was so cold that it made the air in the room feel still. The three of them froze. Miller turned his head, his smug, crooked grin faltering when he saw me standing there. I was a head taller than him, dripping wet, and looking like I was ready to tear someone’s throat out. "Whoa, Voss. Take it easy," Miller said, putting his hands up but not moving away from the boy. "Just having a little fun with the new janitor. Kid’s a ghost. He doesn't say a word."

​ Three days later, Elara found Ellie in the training yard, staring at her hands as flames flickered between her fingers—not her usual playful fire, but a strange, silvery flame that left frost in its wake. “Ellie?” Elara said, her heart skipping a beat. “What’s wrong?”​ The pup looked up, her golden eyes wide. “Fire’s cold. Not right.” She held out her hand, and the silver flame sputtered, then vanished, leaving a trail of ice on the stone.​ Elara’s scar burned, and she grabbed Ellie’s hand, pulling her toward the archives. “Lira! Get the journals. All of them.”​

Kaia shushed us right when a door appeared to open and in strolled Aziel and a tall, lean man with a shaved head and mesmerizing blue-hazel eyes followed close behind him in a long trench coat and combat boots. The man smirked at the three children and opened the door to the cage to walk himself in. “Awww look at the sleeping baby” he cooed and snapped his fingers. Aziel rushed and brought him a bucket of water. The man, without missing a beat, turned and poured the water over Elios. Elios shook awake and coughed out the water that managed to slip into his throat. He tried to move his hands and feet to defend himself but he screamed in agony from the silver and fell back to his side. “Goody!

and then laughed again. Ellie looked around the room, looking for an out. She knew that Alpha Lance Carter, a dark haired fellow with skin that reminded her of silky smooth chocolate, was in the kitchen with her dad. He was nice, but there hadn't been any sparks when she'd met the leader of the Stalking Wolf Pack either. Strand, who had been the early bird, was chatting with Carl across the room, though his eyes kept wandering back to Ellie. He'd winked at her a few times, which she found slightly creepy. If she didn't get out of this room for some fresh air, she was going to explode.

The man had said to use ice if we experienced any stiffness, but I’ll opt for a hot bubble bath instead. I unlock the door and Ellie rushes off to the shower. She only has about thirty minutes before she needs to clock in for the night shift. I flop onto the couch, my body punishing me for working muscles I hadn’t known I had. Fifteen minutes later I find myself engrossed in a murder mystery. Ellie flies down the hall in a black mini-skirt, hot pink low-cut crop top, and heels. Her hair looks amazing and she smells like cinnamon and spice. “Damn,” I tease, followed by a whistle. “Hoping to work more money out of the college boys?” I ask with a wink.

She was about to come over, but Elder Ellie held on to her. "Please! I beg you!" Tiana pleaded in desperation. She tried coming over my her knees were weak and she fell to the ground. Izaak turned the melted silver into Tony's mouth. The sizzling sounds of his insides burning filled the air, accompanied by his agonizing screams, as he rolled on the floor in pain. "You witch!" Elder Freya broke from Elder Ellie's grip and came at me in full force. Her claws and fangs out, her eyes blazing red with rage. She and her wolf are pissed off.

The drive through Manhattan was a journey through a frozen graveyard. Bodies everywhere. In cars. On sidewalks. Slumped in doorways. Some had tried to flee. Others had simply frozen where they stood. A mother and child holding hands, forever preserved in ice. A man who'd collapsed mid-stride. An entire group huddled together for warmth that never came. "Don't look," Daniel said, but Maya couldn't stop looking. This was what she'd tried to prevent. This was what her warnings, her arrests, her sacrifice had failed to stop. Seven billion dead. And she'd saved forty-two.

Elise chuckled as the icicle with a ten meter circumference dropped. One of the men under the girl's command followed her gaze looking up. !! Only to find it inches from his head. SMASH! "AAAAH! AAAH! MY LEG!" The icicle explode as it connected with the rock flooring sending pieces of both itself and the unfortunate man who had been underneath it flying in every direction. Another person who had been standing close to him had tried diving away from the giant piece of ice, but his leg had still been caught underneath the massive falling icicle and was pulverized beyond use.

It was too big. “Nope, nope, nopity nope, let’s go,” Eli said, grabbing Peggy by the arm and jogging up the path toward a hill. “What is it?” Peggy asked. “Another rogue, but this one is way worse,” Eli explained. “They can get worse?!” she gasped as they raced up the hill. “Oh yeah,” Eli said. “And you’re about to see it if Nieve and Yonus don’t lead it away.” “We’re just leaving them back there?!” Peggy cried, looking behind her and skidding to a halt.

before the grinning twin could respond Mj was snatched off his shoulders by an even larger figure and raised about a foot and a half higher before she was set on another massive shoulder. Mj arched a skeptical eyebrow as she stared down into the mischievously pulsing hazel gaze of an over sun exposed face. The burly, water saturated beard parted in the middle to reveal a dazzling collection of pearly whites as he opened his mouth, “names Eli, I’m that scrawny pecker head's brother,” he rumbled in a voice so baritone Mj swore it caused its ripples in the water. She smiled and jerked her head toward the man she had just been accosted from. “and that one?” She asked as the large red and blonde