5
Cade
I hadn’t slept in well over thirty hours, and from what I could see of Amber, she hadn’t either. If she had, then it had been short naps between her outings.
Like a frosting creep, I followed Amber all morning.
I didn’t know why I was doing this to myself. I should just grab her and go back to Wyth, to the White City. That would certainly be easier than watching her walking around, being nice and helping strangers…waking up a protective feeling inside my cold chest.
Snow above, why did she have to be so nice? I saw when a teenage boy took the dog from the little girl and ran with it. When I stopped him with my magic, the puppy ran away—right to Amber’s arms. And as the pure-hearted soul she was, she walked around until she found the dog’s owner.
Then there was the old man. She
