What age did your parents give you the talk?
You know THE talk? About Santa not being real?
It seems easy right?
But what if I told you, Santa existed?
And what if I told you he was a young, hot and unapologetically prideful man.
Well, come on in...
I cooked my meal Suck to my diet Started the plants in my garden. I flossed, did skin care and brushed and was about to rest my head on my pillow. Then I remembered I didn't update this book.
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Nick
"Come on Wyn... pick up...pick up" I groaned, holding my breath and praying that maybe, she would pick up on the tenth try.
"Hi! This is Wynter. Leave your name, number—and—"
"SHIT" I cursed, throwing my phone to the bed. Drew opens the door and I was immediately welcomed by the sweet, warm smell of just baked beer claws. Drew came in with a small plate of food and three fresh claws.
"Any word?" I asked him, making the screen of my phone black.
"No...Bur the guards have been looking all over the kingdom." Drew hesitated for a moment before turning towards the door.
I pushed a palm through my curls out of nervousness, garnering the worst possible scenarios of her whereabouts.
"We'll find her Nick. Don't worry" Drew tries to reassure me but even he couldn't hide the fear in his voice.
"Wynter hasn't returned my calls...texts. She left me on read? I just want to know she's safe."
"You tried calling her again?" Drew pondered aloud.
"It goes straight to voicemail" I sighed, walking towards my windows. I looked at the quiet horizons of the Pole. I could tell a blizzard would soon commence.
"Well I don't blame her" Drew blurted, his back was against the door. "You basically called her heartless and cold."
"I fucked it up Drew! Okay! All the way." My voice echoed against the walls of the room. I didn't realize how much anger I was holding in my heart. But who was I angry at? Wynter for running away and jeopardizing her safety...or myself?"
My phone vibrates against my bed. I run to see the caller id and was relieved to see her name. I didn't hesitate to answer the call.
"Wynter are you okay! You've been ignoring my calls! Where are you? Are you safe?"
"Hello Nicholas." Jacks overconfident voice greeted me on the end of the other line. He sounded smug and I hated it..
"Jack" I seethed, "what the fuck have you done with her!"
"Now Nick! Is that any way to speak to the man that has the fate of your woman in my hands?" I hear him whisper something to someone, it sounded like a woman.
"What have you done with her!"
"Nothing!! She seems to like it here. She's a heavy sleeper but she looks beautiful when she does it." I could hear his smile across the phone.
My anger was lethal. Every scenario imagined swirled in my mind. Jack Frost was a unapologetic womanizer and would go to any length to get what he wanted, even if that meant dark magic.
"I swear if you touched her!"
"Me? No, never! But it seems as if she can't keep her hands off of me?" he smirked. "Wynter, gentle, you'll bruise my neck" he chuckles lazily.
No! No way.
"Jack I swear I'm going kill you!" He hung up before I could threaten him.
Drew ran into the room. I guess he had caught the end of my conversation.
"I'm gonna kill him! I think he put Wynter under his spell!" I frowned, trying my hardest not to break anything in sight. I didn't even want to imagine what he was making her do on the other end of the line.
"Nick! Now it makes sense! He was never after the title. Maybe at first he was, but once he saw you and Wynter?"
So he was after Wynter all along? But why? Wynter was a beautiful woman no doubt, but he barely knew her. Why her? Of all people. How did he even know to find her. "Something's not clean in the snow" I curse, gathering my coat to travel to Jack's castle in the south.
"Where is she? We have to go save her!" Drew announced, looking around for his own coat.
"We?" I made sure he knew what he said.
"Wynter is my friend too Nick. I care about her and hate Jack" he smiled. His blue eyes lighted up with bravery and discernment. Drew was not only my brother but my friend. Our bond of brotherhood surpassed even the greatest spells. He always there for me and for that I thanked him.
"Most likely at Jack's castle. We gotta be quick and smart. You ready"
Drew takes a bite from the flow before tossing it to the bed. "We got a castle to crash."
