The wind howled across the frozen expanse of Frostbite Pass.
Reno tightened his cloak against the biting cold, eyes scanning the horizon.
Beside him, Adele's breath came in steady puffs, her wolf senses alert.
“Rowan's scent fades toward the crystal cliffs," she said.
Reno's jaw clenched. “The queen's doing."
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##On the Ice Field
Blizzard roared as they raced across the ice, every step a battle.
Reno shifted, muscles rippling into wolf form—black fur glistening beneath storm clouds.
Adele's silver wolf form streaked beside him, agile and fierce.
“Keep close!" she growled.
Suddenly, snarls rose ahead.
The queen's loyalists emerged from the mist—claws bared, eyes wild.
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##At the Crystal Cliff
The queen held Rowan over the edge, eyes blazing with desperation.
“Give me the
