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"My love, it worked!" He held her tightly against his chest, his heart pounding, his emotions raw.

His winter magic began to seep into the sorceress's body and I took a step back.

I wanted to hide from his scrutiny, but not only was his energy overwhelmingly dominant, my own magical soul started reacting.

It fluctuated, eager to get closer to that werewolf.

Because yes, I realized it—he had a wolf spirit inside him, but at the same time, he used magic. Powerful magic.

So special I could feel it brushing against the princess's legs, transformed into an ice wolf… I think it was the same energy keeping her frozen.

What did all of this mean? Not even I had seen something so incredible.

"Wait, Aidan… I need to tell you something, babe…"

She started to say, but his hands cupped her cheeks.

His masculine face, handsome and intense, began moving closer.

His thin lips were aiming straight for Isabella’s.

I turned my face away—I mean, I didn’t want to see their intimate moment. I was about