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elves, Dockalfar were the most feared and reviled. They were malicious, tricksters with no remorse for those weaker than them. With darkened hearts, they wielded great magic. Yet even Dockalfar had honor. They had family and those they cared for. They felt pain and anguish. They simply addressed it differently, usually through vengeance. At least that was the way of a true Dockalfar. Calder was going soft.
    “Gunne, remember Mother—”
    “Mother chose him over us!” Gunne couldn’t help the venom in his words. “She decided he was too good to be Dockalfar. She was the one who split up our family.”
    Calder’s frown deepened. “Cupid was not made for the darkness. Her request was just. What’s more, Father agreed and chose to honor her wishes.”
    “You’ve always been soft when it comes to him.”
    “He’s our brother.”
    “To him we don’t exist.”
    “I’ve had enough of your pettiness.” Calder rose with a menacing growl, his greater stature imposing. Yet despite his tree trunk-like arms and expansive chest, Gunne wasn’t intimidated by his big brother. Never had been. “Leave Cupid be. I’m warning you.” Without another word, Calder thundered out of the room.
    Gunne never understood how Calder could accept such a betrayal so easily. What the blasted heck was so special about Cupid? Gunne and Calder were born of pure Dockalfar blood despite their winter faery mother. Dockalfar blood was always dominant, no matter the union of magical creatures. Yet their precious baby brother was gifted the best of both worlds. He possessed the beauty of a winter faery and the soul of a Dockalfar. No matter where Cupid went, he would charm those around him, unlike Gunne and Calder, whose charcoal-gray skin, white hair, and near-black eyes would give them away as Dockalfar. Their kind was spurned, and even a Dockalfar elf such as Calder, who was all but a recluse, was cast in the same light as the most evil of Dockalfar.
    Gunne swiped up the newspaper and narrowed his eyes at his baby brother smiling sweetly. Beloved Rein Dear who helped bring joy to the world. How beloved would he be if his precious brethren knew the truth? Gunne crushed the paper in his hand. Perhaps it was time he paid his brother a visit. It was time to remind Cupid of who and what he really was.

Chapter Three
     
     
    THE WHOLE of the North Pole was celebrating the joyous news of Jack and Rudy’s upcoming wedding. Few folks believed the Prince of Frost would ever find love, much less marry, but those who were close to Rudy knew it was only a matter of time. Jack was a passionate winter spirit who adored Rudy, and no one loved the frosty prince more than Rudy. Those two were meant for each other. Cupid sighed at how romantic it all was.
    “No wonder you became a pilot. Your head’s always up in the clouds,” Blitz teased.
    “Oh, hush.” Cupid chuckled and took a sip of his mint hot cocoa. “What do you suppose Rudy wants to talk to us about?” It was odd for Rudy to request just the two of them, and to such a cozy little café on the outskirts of North Pole City. It was all very mysterious. They’d hardly seen their captain since the Big Flight. From the moment Rudy parked his biplane in his hangar, he was whisked away by numerous palace attendants all eager to get started on the wedding arrangements.
    “I have no idea. It’s odd.” Blitz took a long sip of his hot cocoa, and Cupid giggled at the mustache of whipped cream left behind. “What?”
    Cupid took a napkin and leaned in, wiping the cream from Blitz’s upper lip. “There you go.”
    Blitz let out a sigh, his eyes lit up with amusement. “Can’t take me anywhere, can you?”
    “I was just thinking that,” Cupid teased. He took a sip of his own cocoa when Blitz chuckled. “What’s so funny?”
    “Looks like neither of us is fit to be out in public. You have a spot of whipped cream on your nose.”
    Cupid crossed his eyes in an attempt to see his face, making Blitz