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Chapter 61
~Zara’s POV~
A loud, warning growl vibrated in the air and sent shivers down my spine. I lowered my head in sha. I had spoken out of turn or should I say, speak without thinking.
Urgh!
"I’m sorry. I didn’t an it that way. Just that most people won’t see it the way you do, and it will tarnish your image and the pack’s further."
I tried to reason with him in a manner that wouldn’t be seen as offensive. I didn’t want him to believe I wasn’t on his side when, in fact, I was. But I cared—more than I admitted—I cared for Snow and his family.
His chest rose and fell with ragged breath. Just as he was about to speak, the other wolves had co out, ready and eager, waiting for the peak of the mating season. Snow sensed the shift in the air and turned back to , his expression softening.
"I’m sorry too. Want to et soone?" he asked, his tone lighter now. "There’s soone eager to et you officially. Care to see sothing truly magnificent?"
I blinked, confused by his sudden change in deanour. "Who?"
Snow took a step back, his hands spreading wide, a smirk playing on his lips. "Say hello, wifey."
Snow’s deep voice sent a shiver through , but it was what happened next that left frozen in awe.
A powerful growl tore through the air, reverberating through the clearing like thunder. The next second, before my very eyes, Snow transford into his wolf form. His pure white fur like a crystal lattice on a snow burst forth, spreading over his body in a rapid, graceful flow.
Muscles expanded beneath that pristine coat, his form growing until he stood as an impossibly massive wolf, towering over . I gasped, completely srized.
The moonlight reflected off his coat, making him appear almost ethereal.
His blue eyes, those piercing aqua-blue orbs I had co to know so well, now sparkled even brighter, like pools of liquid sapphire against the snowy white of his fur. Every detail was perfect—majestic, powerful, and commanding.
I stood in awe, unable to move, barely able to breathe. I had never seen anything like this. The sheer size of him, the raw power radiating from his every move—it was both terrifying and utterly captivating.
Then his eyes locked onto mine, and I felt sothing deeper stir within . His presence was overwhelming, but it wasn’t just Snow looking at . It was sothing more.
A strong but familiar voice echoed in my mind. "Zara, et Glacier. He’s been dying to et you."
My breath hitched—Glacier. Snow’s wolf. Without an introduction, I knew but still, it felt both like a different person and still the sa person all at once.
"H-Hello, Glacier," I whispered, my voice trembling with awe as I reached out my hand to him. "I’m Zara."
Glacier purred, a low rumbling sound of approval, and in one smooth motion, he moved closer to , nudging his massive head into my hand.
Instinctively, I pushed my hands further, my fingers trembling as they brushed against his soft fur. His cheek pressed into my palm, and the warmth of his fur sent a wave of calm through .
For a mont, I forgot about everything else. It was just Glacier and I, this magnificent creature who held so much power yet responded to with such gentleness. Our connection deepened, and I couldn’t help but smile, feeling Astrid stir within , eager to join.
I glanced down, feeling the familiar pull of my wolf, and decided it was ti. With a deep breath, I let Astrid co forward. Following Snow’s lead, my body shifted, my limbs elongating, fur spreading across my skin until I stood tall on four paws.
Astrid erged, a white wolf, big but compared to Glacier’s radiant power and size, she was delicate but equally striking.
I felt her joy surge through as she took in the sight of Glacier, and with a soft purr, she moved closer, pressing her head against his in greeting.
"Glacier, et Astrid." Through our mind link, I introduced them.
The two wolves pressed their foreheads together, a gesture of acceptance, and for a few minutes, they basked in the warmth of each other’s presence. The moonlight washed over us, and I felt an overwhelming sense of peace, of belonging.
But then, Glacier’s head suddenly perked up, his ears twitching as his eyes narrowed. I followed his gaze, and my breath caught in my throat.
Standing atop a hill, another wolf watched us—a magnificent creature, as large as Glacier, with a black-and-white coat that shimred in the moonlight.
Glacier gave a single nod, acknowledging the wolf, and then turned to .
"It’s ti, wifey," I heard Snow’s voice in my head.
Without another word, Glacier bounded forward, racing toward the hill with Astrid and trailing behind. My paws hit the ground in perfect sync with his, and the wind rushed through my fur as we ascended the hill.
At the top, Glacier positioned himself, lifting his head toward the moon, his eyes closed as if waiting for sothing.
The moonlight bathed us, and then—at the stroke of midnight—Glacier opened his eyes, and a deafening roar erupted from his throat. The sound was primal, vibrating through the earth beneath us, shaking the very core of the forest.
It was the call of an Alpha, a sound that sent shivers down my spine and made every wolf below us jolt in response.
A second roar followed Snow’s. It was from the other powerful wolf—Snow’s father. Together, their combined roars echoed across the pack lands, a signal of power, of unity, of the beginning of the mating season.
I felt the energy shift, a surge of power running through as other wolves joined in, their howls rising toward the sky. I could sense them—Snow’s family—each one a formidable presence in their own right.
Without thinking, I lifted my head to the sky and let out a roar of my own, joining the chorus of wolves. Astrid’s voice rang out alongside Glacier’s, and soon, the entire pack followed, filling the night air with the sound of unity and strength.
The mating season had begun.
As the howls quieted, Glacier turned toward , his eyes gleaming with excitent. "Co, follow ."
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