Ember Frost’s POV

Orion pulled me into a warm embrace, as if he wanted to merge our souls together.

We nestled together among the daisies, our hands entwined, our foreheads resting against each other, like young wolf pups huddling for warmth.

"Winter flowers, really? This is incredible." I gently plucked a petal from the flower. "I guess magic isn’t completely useless after all. At least it lets you feel the warmth of spring, even in the coldest winter."

Orion carefully picked a soft ...