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Thankfully, wolves - and Lycans, it seemed - weren't as affected by the cold as much as humans were, but the extremes could still be harsh. Especially while barefoot and half naked, out in the snow. 'Laila?' Thane's voice sent then, quiet like before, 'I'm here,' I sent back, 'I think Finn is closer, his voice is stronger.' I shivered, wriggling my toes as I felt the cold seeping into my feet from the frozen rocks, beginning to rub them with my hands in an attempt to warm them. 'I know, little wolf, we're trying to work out exactly where you are, keep talking to us, tell us when we're getting closer, or further away.'

"Soaking your feet when you have a cold can help you sweat it out at night, which should help you recover faster." Talia wanted to say this wasn't scientifically proven, but Quentin beat her to it. "Of course, I'm just telling you what I've heard. You're the doctor. I'm probably overstepping here. But even if it doesn't cure the cold, at least you'll sleep better." After saying that, he pulled a small stool from under the bed. He sat at her feet and reached out to lift her foot. Talia's heart instantly fluttered, and she instinctively said, "Quentin, don't do this. I can wash them myself."

It was so cold that Alex could no longer feel her fingers, let alone her toes. She glanced at them despairingly and frowned at the unflattering black color they now sported. If she did not find a way out of here soon then she was going to start losing digits. How much longer could she go on like this before her body gave out?

as my speech deteriorates with the cold numbing my lips. My breath resembles steam in the frigid air. I've left my coat behind at the party, and my thin cotton shirt offers inadequate protection from the cold. It's pitch dark, and the ice-covered forest floor makes each step precarious. Still, I won't turn back as long as Ahren remains there.

Rain is pouring down heavily all around me. For every step I take, there is a new, brown puddle refilling my already heavy combat boots with more dirty water. I think a small rock has lured its way into one of them, too, but I’m not sure. My feet are numb, so I don’t feel the pain. They’re cold, wet and they’ll definitely hurt in the morning, but I can’t stop yet. I need to get at least halfway through this forest first.

" I rеmоvеd hеr ѕhоеѕ аnd ѕосkѕ. "Thеrе muѕt be thеrmаl pockets heating thе wаtеr tаblе?" Puрру ѕuggеѕtеd. "Thаt would affect your cold fissure ѕрrіng." "Are уоu соld?" "No, I am ѕurрrіѕіnglу аnd рlеаѕаntlу warm." Clаrеttе рut hеr arms around mу nесk аnd kissed my mоuth.

My fingers wouldn't work. I was kneeling on the cold tiles of the foyer, trying to force my left heel into a black leather flat, but my hands were shaking so hard the shoe kept slipping sideways. The leather felt stiff. The strap was caught under my sole. "Ellie, stop." Damien’s voice came from above me, but I didn't look up. I grabbed the back of the shoe, my fingernail scraping against the stitching. "I need to get my boots from the room. The flats are too small. My feet are cold. If I can just—"

I ask worried about her right away. "Nothing" was her quick answer, I move to undress her, but the second my hands had contact with her skin I knew what's wrong. She's freezing, I held her hands in mine they felt like ice block, kissing her nose came back also cold. "Talia did you have a jacket on?" I ask her and she doesn't reply, she just look down interested in her shoes, they are her regular tennis shoes not boots that's are appropriate for this weather. "Talia answer me" I say in a stern voice, she looks up at me and shakes her head no confirming what I had in mind.

Her bare feet immediately meeting the cold stone ground beneath her, sending shivers all over her body. There's no going back now.

The hearth fire is out. I stand beside it, pulling on the left boot by habit, easing the metal buckle at the ankle over the toe. My fingers are clumsy with the morning chill. The jagged edge catches the wrong way twice on the skin below my thumb, nipping hard before I can slide the tongue through the hole.