Chapter Seventy-Two.
Northern Territory, The Snow Kingdom.
The deep snow glistened under the light sun. The northern lands of the Snow Kingdom were fast approaching the seven days of sun, heralding the hight of summer. For all the sunlight illuminating the path, it was but four, o’clock in the morning. The sunrise having taken place an hour earlier. The white and bluish ice sparkled all around them, as the slight melting of summer, softened the harsh landscape.
Aiden Whitestone grasped the handles of the snowmobile he was riding on, fast approaching the predestination agreed upon with Edvard. Meradith, his mate, rode on the back, reminding him of when they were younger, newly mated. He still enjoyed the feel of his mate’s arms wrapped around his waist, still had the intense tingles,
