Hell I never learned to read these things properly, but I think it’s about forty miles.
“We can do it. We can get there. “ Ath looked at the others.
There was a mutter of disagreement.
“What are we? Eternals or humans? Come on. Angelica needs us, and I have this deep feeling that she needs us to rescue her now.”
She got stares in response.
“What would you do if it was Scarlet out there, Archer?”
He didn’t hesitate. “I’d be on my way already.”
“That’s my point. Angelica needs us, and we should be there already.”
“We are Eternals. You have a point, and the cold won’t kill us, but it could sap us into stasis,” Laz pointed out. “What good are we to Angelica if we are a bunch of frozen popsicles, aware, but unable to move until the weather warms up?”
“You said you can handle more cold than we can because you are a Necromancer.”
“Yes, more, but I’d also get sucked into stasis if I got too cold.”
“Then we move fast. We have the snowmobiles.” Angelica glanced from each face to the other.
“Have you ever driven a snowmobile?” Laz asked with a lazy smile, though he already knew the answer.
“Well…no, but I can learn. It can’t be that difficult. Apply gas and steer.”
Laz laughed and shook his head. “Stubborn female.”
“I’m going. Angelica is worth this risk.”
“I agree with you, and I’d be on board, but I don’t want to put Scarlet in that kind of danger.” Laz shrugged.
“Oh, no you don’t,” Scarlet growled out. “Don’t make me the reason why we can’t go save Angelica. She put herself in more danger to save me.” She turned to face Ath. “If you want to go now, I’m with you.” Scarlet stood and moved away from the fire.
Archer rolled his eyes in Laz’s direction.
“Yes, sigh all you want, but a pair of females are going out there, while you big bad alpha males are sitting here by your nice warm fire.”
“Hey!” Laz frowned. “No need for insults, Ath. I’d already decided to go with you.”
“Scar took my decision from me—where my She goes, I go.” Archer stood.
“Let’s go find the shed, and hope we can see well enough in this white out to go anywhere.”
They gathered up the packs and supplies, and Ath chewed at the tip of her nail. She’d been a big mouth and convinced them, but she wasn’t sure if they could make it to Angelica. What if they got lost in the snow?
All she knew was that she couldn’t sit in this cabin and wait a moment more.
Chapter Four
A gust of icy air flooded the room as the door burst open. Angelica looked up from the rune on Colt’s wrist to see why the door had opened, and saw two people enter the building.
They were so bundled up in fur that she couldn’t make out anything about them other than the fact that one was at least a foot taller than the other.
The tall one stepped forward and pulled the hood of the jacket back—he was a male with blond hair that hung around his face. His sculpted jaw line sported at least two days’ worth of stubble, and his teeth were white, straight, and even. She knew this because he was grinning like the proverbial Cheshire cat.
He threw open his arms and headed straight towards them. Angelica’s eyes widened in shock, but he moved right past her and enveloped Colt in a bear hug.
Pun intended.
Somehow, she knew the male was a Therin ice-bear. She didn’t know how she knew, but she knew.
“Where the hell have you been?” The man slapped Colt on the back, then stepped away from him with his hands still resting on Colt’s shoulders. “I’ve been searching everywhere, and I’ve been worried sick.”
“I’m back, and I’m safe, Jericho. You can stop worrying now.” Colt’s grin was almost as broad as Jericho’s was.
The second person stepped forward, pulled her fur-lined hood back, and shook her head.
Angelica was awestruck. What a beautiful woman. Her hair was as blonde as sunshine and fell down her back in a