“I’m sure you know by now that magic runs through these lands. It’s how, well… this place came to be. Our magic strengthens the barrier surrounding the North Pole, keeping out those who do not understand.” She blew out a breath. “The same magic ties us together. Those bonds of fate provide us with our mates. Like a shimmering, golden thread, tying us together.” “Soulmates,” I breathed out.
