Chapter 21 The Frozen Frontier

• The wind in the Northern Wastes blew, but more than that, it screamed. It was a jagged, ice-filled gale that felt like being lashed by a whip of frozen glass.
• Anna stumbled, her boots sinking deep into a drift of powdery snow. The tactical leather she wore was reinforced with Lycan magic, but with the Sun Flame in her blood currently a flickering ember, the cold was starting to win.
• "Keep moving, Anna! If you sit down, the Frost-Lords will find us by morning!" Valaria shouted over the roar of the blizzard.