3rd P.O.V.
“Yes, finally…alpha. Can…he come out?”
It was barely above a whisper, a softly spoken sentence that was worded by her lips. Those eyes of sky blue stared expectantly at the alpha that was before her. They shone brightly, representing the ice cage she lived in from day one. Aside from obvious hope, they gleamed with power and will. Will that was stronger than her given host, one that Rosalie never discovered. They reminded Valerius of the winter; the time when everything was covered in whiteness, when things grew quiet and living things simply disappeared. Hibernating. This blueness that glistened in her eyes, a swirl of bright blue and white. Somehow, this freezing sensation that was radiating from her body reminded him of his early years. When he would hunt in the woods, trai
