Lane Frost Last Words Novels & Stories

Every so often, someone stopped at a rest area and brought hot coffee, soup, protein bars, or a thick blanket. By the third stop, I couldn’t help laughing. “If you keep feeding me like this, I won’t fit into the ceremony dress by the time we reach Frostfang.” The young guard handing me the food blushed. “Future Luna, our Alpha ordered all of it. He said the road was long and this is your first time coming north. He didn’t want you hungry or cold.” Frostfang Alpha, Rowan Voss. In the rumors, he was weak, damaged, and barely able to hold his wolf. After Lila married him in the last life, everyone said she had been tortured to death. I had assumed Rowan was cold-blooded.

They both froze and glanced at each other, caught off guard when their names were called. May's tone was icy. "Everyone at the station heard about it. Are you two really going to keep covering for her?" Flora looked like she was about to cry. She finally whispered, "She said that with just a wave of her hand, Commander Samson would get her anything she wanted. Watches, jobs, whatever she wanted. She also said Jess's whole family was gone, so what's wrong with her breaking the watch for fun? What could Jess do about it?" The room went absolutely silent. Every eye was on Celia.

Third Person's POV In any other battle or political game, Lance would've bet on Adelaide to grit her teeth and power through. She was a tough Gamma, after all. But this negotiation was different. It was dragging the Frostfang massacre back into the light—a raw, bloody scar she couldn't stand to touch. In the days to come, every step she took was going to feel like walking barefoot on broken glass. With his sharp Alpha hearing, Lance caught the familiar sound of combat boots in the hallway. He instantly wiped the grim look off his face and stood up to meet her at the door, a warm smile spreading across his handsome face. "Settled in already?"

Words started to appear in the frost, etched from the outside by a laser-cleaning bot that had gone rogue. HELLO, LUCIAN. "Lucian, what is that?" Elara whispered, her voice trembling. Before he could answer, the room’s high-fidelity speakers crackled to life. It wasn't music. It was a recording from five years ago—the sound of Elara crying the night Lucian handed her the divorce papers. "Please, Lucian... I'm pregnant... don't do this..." Lucian felt like he was being stabbed. "Marcus! Security! Shut it down!"

“I truly required to listen that.” His companions seem tell by the vanquished tone in Talon’s voice he truly wasn’t kidding. Claw looked up at them. His eyes were frequented and dim. He really didn’t know how much longer he may keep it up. “I’m not going to make it,” Claw whispered, his hands trembling. “I don’t think I’m getting out of this alive.” “Don’t say that!” Gage snapped. Draco gotten Talon’s bear and shook him as Leo took a step back, shaking his head.

"If there's another life after this one," I said, my voice barely audible, "I hope you'll be my daughter again. And I promise, Lily, I'll make you the happiest child in the world." (Olivia's POV) I froze at the edge of the cemetery path, my blood turning to ice in my veins. Victoria Frost stood at my daughter's grave, her back to me. As I watched, she leaned down and spat—actually spat—on the offerings laid before Lily's tombstone.

I said, ending it there. She went silent. I rubbed my aching temple. Frost had always acted smart, always acted like she cared about me. But I never knew she could be this stupid and this cold. She talked about our warriors' lives like she was deciding what to eat for lunch. Clara would never do that. Clara loved every person under her command. She even remembered their birthdays. I let out a sigh to push Clara out of my mind just as Logan knocked and walked in. "Luna and Lora went to the Silvercrest border."

and those were her last words before her soul left her body while her lifeless eyes continued to stare at her wailing child, Callum Morelli. FLASHBACK ENDS

“I am terribly sorry, Ms. Frost, but your mother is still imprisoned in Butterworth. I thought you would have realized it by now but it seems like you really thought she was here in Riverbank. “Since your mother is being held up, using her phone to text you isn’t something difficult…” She spoke softly and gently but her eyes at Snow showed a hint of mockery and contempt. She did not expect Snow to fall for her trick this easily and expected instead to put in a lot of effort to lure Snow out, but the smooth process really surprised her. Looking at the beautiful face that any woman would be jealous of, Ali subtly lifted the katana and said, “Ms. Frost, now that you’ve learned the truth, let me