Cold Fury

Nadia

I kept looking at him, at those perfectly angled cheekbones and the slight temporary marks the mask had left along his forehead and under his eyes, painting a faint imprint of the wolf eyes he had been wearing.

“Mom told me to come home with you” I lied, hating the complex situation I found myself in. On one hand, his father had asked me to stay away from him, on the other the sight of him k