NYX

I wiped my tears, feeling kind of lost. I even looked around the room, into the dark corners, searching for its owner.

"You...?" When I turned my head again to look at him, he was right there, watching my face.

I stared into the depths of those icy orbs, and my magical soul vibrated in sync.

His cold nose slowly slid across my damp cheeks, licking me.

It felt way too unreal—this magic’s awareness, its own personality and autonomy, an ice wolf.

I closed my eyes, letting myself go, raising my