Chapter 85. Tiger Descending the Mountain
A massive, golden blur was tearing down the snowy slope at terrifying speed, plowing through the drifts like an unstoppable golden meteor.
My heart exploded against my ribs.
The crushing weight on my chest snapped in half.
I threw my head back, opened my mouth, and screamed with every single drop of air left in my lungs.
"TIGRIS!"
My voice tore through the freezing winter air, raw and desperate, carrying every single ounce of the fear, guilt, and homesickness that had been suffocating me for weeks.
Before the echo could even fade, the golden meteor hit the snow in front of me.
Snow exploded everywhere in a massive white wave.
A huge, hot, golden form surged forward, and before my feet could even touch the ground again, two colossal, heavily muscled arms scooped me right up off the freezing earth.
"Wife! 'MY WIFE!'"
Tigris's booming voice cracked with genuine, hysterical tears.
