NARRATOR

Cedrick shouted at his son.

Aidan’s blue pupils narrowed on the beast cutting through the icy mist, coming to tear a piece off him.

With a feral roar, the ice lycan lunged head-on again, but in just a blink, something stopped the fight completely.

Surprisingly, this time it wasn’t the women.

A structure rose between them, emerging from the ground.

It looked like tangled roots forming a gate, but if you looked closely, they weren’t roots—they were arms.

Aidan and Aldric both