Page 34 of Rescued By Her Guardian

A shadow passed over him and he looked up to see Santa, Alder, Marcus, and the rest of the Guardians and security team smiling at him.

“I thought you couldn’t unturn a magical person once Frost took their magic?” Maverick asked.

“I can’t,” Santa said. “Frost had only started to take her magic, he hadn’t yet replaced it with his own dark magic. I was able to reverse the process because you all got to her in time.”

Knox squeezed her against him and rose to his feet, Maverick and Chase helping him to rise. “How long will she sleep?”

“A day perhaps,” Santa said. “It will give time for her foot to heal too. Make sure that you check her for a magical tracker from Frost. We don’t want a repeat of what happened with Storm and Seren. It will be a cold spot on her skin and look like a snowflake.”

“I’ll check. Thank you. Thank you all for helping me get my mate back.”

Knox carried Ivy, flanked by her family, plus Maverick and Chase, into the barracks, infinitely grateful to have her back and safe.

Ivy woke suddenly, scared out of her mind and frantically searching for Knox.

“Ivy, I’m here, you’re safe!”

Her eyes had been squeezed shut and she opened them, aware that she’d been having a nightmare. She looked around the room and found Knox next to her on her bed.

She wasn’t in the cell anymore.

She looked down at her hands, remembering hurting Azure to get free. Then Jack caught her and…

Hugging Knox tightly, she trembled as she realized just how close she’d come to losing everything, even herself.

“What happened?” she asked.

“How much do you remember?” he asked. He leaned away from her and smoothed the hair from her face.

She told him what she recalled, then said, “Is Zara okay?”

“She’s all healed now. You’ve been asleep for a day, healing from what happened. It was close, baby. Fucking close.” He scrubbed a hand over his face and filled in the blanks to her memory loss.

Once Jack had started to drain her magic, she’d lost consciousness.

She put her hands on his face. He hadn’t shaved so his cheeks were scratchy with stubble and his eyes were ringed with dark circles.

“Have you slept at all?” she asked.

“Not really. I dozed a few times, but I couldn’t rest until you woke.”

“Aw.” She kissed him. It was a brush of her lips over his at first, and then he growled softly and pushed her back down to the bed. He leaned over her, his eyes flashing to the amber of his leopard.

“Sweetheart.”

He was so warm she could feel the heat of his body even though they weren’t touching. Her heart swelled as she stared into the eyes of the male who’d run across the frozen terrain to get to her, had battled followers and faced off against Jack Frost himself, the most powerful dark warlock in the world.

So very much could have gone wrong.

But they were safe and together, not only her and Knox, but also her brother and dad, and the other Guardians and security team members. They hadn’t lost anyone.

She frowned. “Is Bruce okay?”

“Bruce?”

“One of the elves. He was near the portal when Zara and I were coming back.”

“I… have no idea.”

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