Free Frost Kisses (Bitter Frost #4: Frost Series) by Kailin Gow Page B

strained. “I can't hold on much longer,” he murmured, groaning with the pain. With a final burst of effort, he flew us down in a slow, graceful dive towards the earth. “When I say let go, let go!” His wings slowed to a stop as we lowered ourselves above a meadow of soft, sweet-looking grass. “Now!”
    I unclasped my arms from around his neck and fell with a thud – painful but far less agonizing than the fall from the cliff would have been – into the patch of grass. Kian fell alongside me, his wings barely breaking his fall. We tumbled over each other down a narrow hill, and then landed squarely at the side of a sparkling pool.
    When we had stopped rolling, I sat up immediately, going over to Kian and feeling his pulse. His face was whiter than usual – it was the pale color of death. Kian was wounded, and in this state he was severely weakened.
    “I have to heal you again,” I whispered. “Use whatever Winter power I have....”
    “See,” Kian gave a weak laugh – even in this weakened state. “Aren't you glad I gave you that snowflake?”
    “It comes in handy,” I muttered, placing my palms on his chest. A combination of blue and orange light glowed from my fingers, entering his body and illuminating the wounds. The silver of his blood reflected the shining colors – the metallic blue of Winter and the bright, ripe orange of Summer. His wounds began to heal – slowly, at first, and then all at once – and then Kian lay before me as beautiful and as whole as I had always known him.
    Kian was watching my face when I was done. I couldn’t read his expression, but he was quiet for a moment. Then he raised his finger to brush the hair off my face and behind my ear. “What a rare power you have,” Kian said almost in awe. “You are just what Feyland needs, Breena… a way of uniting the powers of Winter and Summer.” He pulled me to him, embracing me, crushing me to his chest. “Thank you,” he said softly.
    I looked into his face and traced his cheeks with my finger. “Kian… no need for…”
    He kissed me then, his mouth hot on mine. “Bree, no matter how many battles and fights we go through, you always amaze me.” His hand ran across my back and to my waist. “But every time, my love, I worry about you…about keeping you safe.”
    I kissed him back, feeling his passion course through me. “Kian, don’t worry. I can take care of myself.” As his kiss deepen, I felt my hands on the back of his head, running my fingers through his dark silky hair, pulling his face closer to mine.
    “Breena,” Kian said, “When Wort showed up with the Pixies, I was so scared for you,” he brushed his lips against my temples. “I can’t lose you again. I’d do anything to protect you, Breena. Even jump in front of Wort’s sword for you.”
    “Oh Kian, Kian,” I said, feeling the depth of his love for me. “You don’t have to…please do not…I want you to live. If you ever have to choose, please Kian, I want you to live.”
    “But Breena, how can I choose my life over yours? Without you, I have no life,” Kian cup my face in his hands then and kissed me so deeply, we felt the universe spin around us, and my breath became his, while his breath turned into mine. We were breathing into each other as if our lives depended on it, And when we finally broke off, we stared at each other for minutes, breathless, our arms still around each other in a tight embrace.
    I love you.
    Kian’s voice said into my mind.
    I love you, too , mine responded back.
    We could have kept staring into each other’s eyes for however long, but we have lost valuable travel time from Wort’s surprise attack.
    “Bree,” Kian said.
    “What,” I said, snuggled up against his chest.
    “We must make our way back to the Summer Palace immediately!”
    “Can’t we spend a few more seconds here…wherever we are? Where are we?” I looked around. This was not the leafy red territory, scented with nutmeg and cinnamon, of