Lane Frost Last Words Novels & Stories

The Frost Wolf howls, recoiling from the light. "You cannot destroy me," it roars. "I am eternal." "I am eternal too. I am love. I am hope. I am the light that will never fade." I drive the blade into its heart. The Frost Wolf screams. Light explodes from its body, shattering the ice. The beast crumbles, its form dissolving into mist. The battle is over. We stand on the frozen plain, breathing hard. The Frost Wolf is gone. The cold is fading. "It is done," my mother says.

She added and Liora blinked repeatedly. "Good afternoon Mrs. Frost" she stuttered and Mrs Frost frowned. "Nonsense." She said and then pulled back just enough to cup Liora's face. "I'm Evelyn." She said and then she hugged Liora again. "Thank you." She whispered and Liora looked confused. "For what?" She was very confused. Mrs Frost smiled, her eyes already misty. "For bringing warmth back into my son's life." She replied softly and the room became quiet. Liora instinctively looked toward Damien and he merely winked at her.

Then she looked at the camera that was still warm from the broadcast. She picked it up. Turned it back on. And spoke one last time to the world that was watching. "My name is Zara Wolfe. And I am done negotiating." The second explosion blew the door off its hinges. Masked soldiers poured into the room. Zara stood in front of her children with the camera still rolling. The last thing the world saw before the feed cut was her eyes flashing gold for the first time in her life. Then the screen went black.

My wings were gone, leaving my back raw and exposed to the sudden frost. Inside me, the silence was worse. The frantic beating of the child’s wings had stopped. The second heartbeat was a void. "Restart," I whispered, my fingers digging into the slush. "Please, restart." I crawled toward Kael and Ronan. They lay three feet apart, their bodies already beginning to coat in a thin layer of white frost. Their shared ledger was a dead line, a wire with no current. "Amara, get up." Liora’s voice was high and tight.

Then everything froze. Literally. Ice exploded through the corridor. Walls. Floor. Ceiling. Everything. The temperature plummeted. The rogues stopped moving. Unable to breathe. Unable to think. Unable to escape. A terrifying silence followed. Then— A voice. Cold. Deadly. Familiar. “Touch her again.” The words echoed like a death sentence. The rogues slowly turned. And immediately regretted it. Froz White Fang stood at the end of the corridor. Blue eyes glowing.

Snow fell like ash over the courtyard, each flake hissing out against the blood still warm on the stone. “You were the last person seen with my brother alive.” Kael’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. Cold. Final. A death sentence with no appeal. Lyra couldn’t breathe.

“Disable geofence. Disable termination protocol. Disable all external kill switches. This house belongs to me. And both of them stay.” Silence. Then Luma, soft as a lullaby: “Directive accepted. Welcome home, Red.” The lights returned to warm gold. The fog outside began to thin for the first time in weeks. Elias-1 exhaled like a man surfacing from drowning. Nine stood slowly, eyes flickering between blue and black, unsure which version of himself was allowed to exist now. Mara looked at them both, tears cutting tracks through the sweat and terror on her face. “I’m not choosing,” she whispered.

“Now, get out.” I roll my eyes. Nora was right—there’s no point in arguing with a big brother. It’s obvious that once he makes up his mind, nothing can change it. “Alright. See you soon.” Lucas’s assistant opens the door and Cora steps out first. I follow right away, stepping down from the car and getting immediately hit by the flashes of several cameras. “Oh my God! Who’s this pretty lady?” someone gasps. “Look. She’s so stunning. And that dress—isn’t that from Rosita Rose’s latest collection?” another one squeals.