The soldiers seized Chloe by both arms. She thrashed hard enough to lose one boot, and her nails scraped across their armor.
"Let go of me!" She twisted toward me. "This is your fault, you cold b***h! He would have loved me. We would have been happy if you had died!"
They dragged her toward the hole Julian had blasted in the outer wall. She cursed me, Julian, and every soldier who touched her.
One practiced heave sent her onto the bloodstained ice. She scrambled upright as Frost Stalkers emerged through the blowing snow.
Her scream cut off behind the storm.
An HQ medic worked on Julian and kept him from bleeding out. From the floor, he watched Valerius take my report.
HQ soldiers followed my directions while Leo and the surviving guards waited for my orders.
Every time Julian tried
