Chapter 63 Wolves in the Whiteout

POV: Eloise

On the first day, the snow was pretty. On the second day, it tried to kill us. I sat wrapped in three blankets inside a black sleigh, my knees pressed against Selene's. Brynn drove from the front bench, bundled to the nose. The wolves that pulled us ran in a long, quiet line, their ...

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