Chapter 539
- My arms are tired and feel like jelly. Not because I had to race wildly across the landscape, but because I had to keep my dying mate from slipping off Kian’s back during the journey.
- I can’t help myself. I reach out and brush my fingers over Frost’s bare thigh. He’s so cold. Too cold. The kind of cold that only comes as the oxygen fades and the blood chills.
- And I can’t do anything to warm him.