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    "I told you she was smart," Jack said.  
    Even though Nature looked uncomfortable, she also looked mad. Her eyes narrowed and the wolves moved closer. I looked at them and they were staring at her. "You think you can play my role, little witch? Do you? Hybrid magic is foul and reeks of choice and emotion. It's true—I would kill that bastard behind you with a thought if it weren't for rules even I can't disobey. And even if he died you would be chosen next and I would still be surrounded by Winter's children."  
    I had heard from Crow that Winter was my dad's dad. And at the time I hadn't believe that either. But now with my dad beside me, the wolves apparently acting on my behalf though I had no conscious control over them, I was ready to believe anything. "What exactly is it you want with me? You can't kill my father or I take over as Jack Frost and you obviously don't want that. I can see my father. Touch him. Smell him. Talk to him. So I'm not really sure what your purpose here is for?"  
    Something clenched in my heart. It wasn't a pain as much as a warning. The wolves sensed it as well. Their fangs barred as they readied themselves for a fight.  
    Nature raised her hand. "I want you to do die, Amelia Frost." In her hand appeared a white spear. It glistened and sparkled as if the weapon were carved from a single diamond.  
    "Run!" My dad yelled and he shoved me from the side. Luckily I didn't run but I did pay attention to what Nature was doing. Her intention was to put that spear through my heart, and if my dad had been where I was, he'd have gotten it through his. I reacted on instinct, free of trying to hide my power from anyone else. I threw out my hands and a five foot thick wall of ice shot out of the ground between my dad and Nature's weapon. It struck the wall and bored halfway through before it stopped.  
    My dad grinned at me and disappeared in a shower of snow and ice shards.  
    Nature screamed as she turned to me and called up another spear. The wolves snarled and launched their attack at her but she kept them at bay by using a similar wall. They ran at her walls as I blocked her again, and again and again, until I started feeling tired. I'd never used this much power before and wasn't sure how to sustain it. Nature used this to her advantage and continued her attacks with the intent of wearing me down. Every wall I threw up was thinner than the one before.  
    Then one of them shattered when the blade hit it.  
    I fell back in the snow as she advanced on me and raised her spear, a look of mad triumph on her face. I didn't know what had happened to my dad but I was happy he was away from her and I'd finally gotten to see him and hold him one time in my life.  
    But when she reared that spear back to strike, a hand appeared in the air and took it from her just as she struck. She came forward and stumbled when she realized her weapon of choice was gone. Nature looked around the snow to find it. Not seeing it she held up her hand and fashioned another one.  
    The hand appeared again and took it from her.  
    "Stop doing that!" Nature shrieked.  
    A large man with a graying head of hair and beard, dressed like a lumberjack in green pants and a red flannel shirt, appeared in the air behind her. He held both of her weapons in his hand a few seconds before he crushed them into nothing.  
    My dad appeared beside me and helped me up on my feet. I grabbed hold of him and did not let go.  
    "How dare you!" Nature screamed at the lumberjack.  
    "Oh shut up." He glared at her and then moved toward us. "You weren't kidding, Jack. She's beautiful. Good thing she looks like her mother."  
    "She does, doesn't she?" Jack smiled at me and then took me into a bear hug.  
    I hugged him back and offered the lumberjack my hand. "Amelia Frost."  
    "Winter. But you can call me grandpa."  
    My jaw dropped. This was my grandfather? "You're Winter?"  
    "Well of course? Don't you think I look the part?" He