My worldview has been broadened, and I have a feeling I’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg.
But I can’t think about what else is left for me to discover. A shit ton, I’m sure. If I survive this frozen hellhole.
My bare tits squish against the bars as I stretch through them, trying to reach Torben, and I swear my nipples are glacial diamonds by now. I almost pray he doesn’t wake up and see me like the snow cone stripper these giants have turned me into.
The edge of my fingers just graze his cold, clammy skin. The light hair on his arm abrades my fingertips. The half-giant has a patch of dark chest hair in that sexy bear kind of way.
I press my lips into a thin line and try to jostle him enough that he’ll wake up.
“Torben,” I whisper, afraid if I speak too loudly, we’ll draw attention back to ourselves. The ice giants have left us alone for the moment, but I doubt my luck will last.
An eerie chill whispers through the room and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. It feels like we’re being watched, but a quick glance around shows the large room is still empty. It’s just the two of us.
Or is it? I don’t even know anymore. After watching Latham and Aric disappear in bursts of flame or shadows, anything is possible.
The thought only makes me strain harder.
“Torben!” I say quietly but harshly. “Wake. The. Fuck. Up!”
I can’t do more than gently shake his arm. It’s not enough. Biting my lip, I pinch some of his arm hair between my fingers and yank. If there’s one thing girls know, it’s the pain of hair removal.
The sharp attack against his arm hair unfortunately doesn’t work. A quiet grunt is all I get in response. I try again. Then again. If I keep going, he’s going to end up with a bald patch on his arm.
And he’s too pretty for any kind of early balding.
It doesn’t seem to be working anyway.
Fuck.
I ease back to sit in the middle of the cell and draw my knees up to my chest. My ass practically freezes to the floor, but I ignore the sting of cold and wrap my arms around my legs. Closing my eyes, I find my focus.
I only have one idea left, and I have no clue if it will work.
But I’m not going to die here knowing I didn’t try every possible solution.
The magic inside me responds to my call and I let it build. I’ve never openly called on it before, it just happens. So this is new.
The familiar warm and light feeling wells inside my chest, and I push it toward Torben with everything I have.
I don’t dare open my eyes when I hear him grunt again. I’m not about to break the spell and fuck this up. More and more magic leaves me until Torben groans, then I hear the distinct scraping sound of a body shifting in the cell beside mine.
More. I need more.
Wake. Up!
My magic responds along with the growl of my wolf. She lends me strength until I’m overwhelmed with the feeling. The next burst of energy that escapes my chest shakes the room. Small stones and debris come loose from the ceiling and walls, falling to the frozen ground around us like dusty rain.
I scramble to the chilled bars, holding onto them as hope flares brighter in my chest.
“Fuck,” Torben curses as he pushes himself up to his knees.
My gaze flies to his, and then I nearly choke as it immediately falls to an entirely different kind of impressive sword.
I’m happy to see him alive and well, but he’sreallyhappy to see me.
And that really says something, given how fucking freezing it is in here.
The man blinks, and then his gaze falls down my body in a slow, devouring look. The hard length of his impressive cock is all I can see, and it jumps against his abdomen as more power leaks from me even though I try to rein it back in.
