Wings of Snow (Fae of Snow & Ice, #3)

by Krista Street

“And Georgyanna?” Haxil raised his eyebrows. “What of her? Your wedding is only weeks away.” Power rumbled down my limbs all the way to my toes. “Georgyanna can go fuck herself.”

The Fire Wolf pulled out an object from his pocket, a slim metallic device that was a rectangular shape. He tapped something on the surface, and it began to glow as square-like objects appeared on it. Holding it over the book, he tapped the rectangle, and a sound emitted. “What are you doing?” the prince asked, his question guarded. “Snapping a picture of the spell,” the Fire Wolf replied, then showed us the replica on his slim object. A perfect image of the spell and Sven’s book appeared. Nish backed up, eyeing the hunter’s apparatus. “What is this sorcery?” “It’s like a looking glass!” Haxil elbow bumped me. “How fascinating.”