“Winter?” Alexei calls, then he asks, “Can you see her?” I search for her between the rubble. “No. I’ll go down.” “No!” Alexei orders. ‘What happened?’ Damien asks. “Nothing,” I answer him, not wanting to cause him worry. “Winter just took a detour.” ‘Princess?’ His voice is tight. ‘Winter!’ “We’re still assessing the situation,” Demitri tells his brother. ‘Your fucking position. Now,’ Damien demands.
ABSOLUTELY NOT WINTER IS MY MAIN GIRL
