Raine POV
The cracks on the ice were getting thinner—so thin I could hear them spreading beneath my boots like an approaching scream. My heart was in my throat, pounding so hard I could almost taste the panic rising with every second.
“Lucian,” I hissed, taking a careful step back, “if we stay here any longer, we are going to sink and die like dumbasses in a fairy tale.”
But of course, Lucian wasn’t listening.
He stood a few feet ahead of me, calm as ever, head tilted slightly as he sniffed the freezing air. Snowflakes clung to his brown hair, turning the strands darker and slicker. His hazel eyes shimmered faintly gold.....a dangerous sign that he was tapping into his wolf senses.
He muttered, almost to himself, “The snow’s making it impossible to catch their scents…” He paused, frow
