Chapter Thirty-Seven

The air was sharp, biting at Drea’s skin as she stood at the edge of the frozen lake. The Winter Solstice Gathering was in full swing, the Snow Pack spread out across the icy expanse, their voices carrying on the wind like the low hum of a storm. Drea tightened her grip on the fur-lined cloak Rit...

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