Chapter 120

• As soon as the words left my lips, Mabel's fingers dug into my arm, her magic's icy claws latching onto me instantly. Cold flooded my senses, burning and aching as it drained what little strength I had left.
• "Mabel, do I need to remind you that you are violating a direct order?" Zack drawled in a bored, yet professional tone. His piercing blue eyes bore into her face, but they conveyed not an ounce of concern for my well-being. Part of me feared that this wasn’t just good acting, that the indifference in his eyes was real, built from years of practice.
• After a few long seconds, Mabel released me. I barely had time to wonder if her abilities affected all white wolves the same way before my legs gave out, sending me to the floor. My head throbbed miserably, a steady drumbeat of pain.