Chapter 175
Frost
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There was nothing else to say. I tipped the bottle back and drank half the potion-it tasted like lightning and honey-then shoved the rest
into my pocket and ran.
The cave tunnels blurred past me. My enhanced speed carried me down the mountain path in great leaping bounds. The potion was already working-I could feel magical energy sliding off my skin like water, my body rejecting any supernatural influence trying to take
hold.
Please let me be in time. Please let her be okay.
I burst through the tree line and skidded to a halt.
Scarlett was surrounded by five red wolves-the same crimson-furred creatures that had attacked me before, the ones that carried
Morgath’s curse in their bite.
But Scarlett hadn’t shifted. She was fighting in human form, using her warrior training and a short blade to devastating effect. She moved like water, using the terrain to her advantage-ducking behind trees, leaping over fallen logs, making the wolves’ superior numbers work against them as they crashed into each other trying to reach her.
She’s holding her own. She’s actually-
Then I saw it. The lead wolf’s claws ignited with flame-actual fire wreathing its paws. The others followed suit, and suddenly Scarlett was dodging not just teeth and claws but magical fire that scorched the earth where she’d been standing a moment before.
She was slowing down. Tiring. The flames were forcing her into increasingly desperate maneuvers.
Those are the same wolves that cursed me. If they bite her-if they infect her with that same magic-
I didn’t think. I just moved.
I closed the distance in seconds, positioning myself between Scarlett and the attacking pack.
“FROST!” Her voice was furious, not grateful. ‘Get the fuck out of here! I don’t need you to rescue me!
Anger flared hot in my chest. I didn’t know if it was the cigarette or something else, but my blood was boiling. Every emotion felt amplified, raw, like my skin had been stripped away and I was feeling everything at ten times the normal intensity.
“Well!” I snarled back. “I could leave you here to die if that’s what you want! But I refuse to let you get killed because you came to see me!” I prowled between her and the circling red wolves. “And it’s not just death you need to worry about! These creatures don’t just copy the White Wolf’s abilities-they carry magical infection! One bite and you could become Morgath’s pet! Is that what you want?!”
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