Chapter 10 THE COLD FACE OF TRUTH

(IVY’S P.O.V.)

The blizzard was no longer just a storm; it was a wall of white madness crashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Damon’s fortress. I stood there, watching my breath fog the glass. Damon had draped me in expensive furs and heavy silks, but their weight felt wrong on my skin...

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