A Storm of Fire and Ice: A Forbidden Love Fantasy Romance by Ariel Renner

Author:Ariel Renner [Renner, Ariel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Gwyneira

The hiss of lightning and sounds of ice shattering against wood echoed through the training gym, which was mostly deserted except for three other students at the far end of the building. Sunlight filtered through the high windows, casting long shadows across the floor. The air was heavy with exertion. Sweat glistened on our bodies as we relentlessly attacked the training targets.

Brontes, his body taut with concentration and his storm powers crackling around his hands, sent a bolt of lightning hurtling toward a target, smashing it to smoldering pieces.

I let loose a flurry of icy arrows, their heads honed to razor sharpness, and watched them sink deep into another target until it looked like a hedgehog stumbling out of a snowdrift.

Fannar tucked his chin and widened his stance, summoning a glacial wall between him and an impending volley of pretend fireballs. An onslaught of red paintballs burst against his icy shield.

On the surface, we formed a formidable trio, and training alongside my brother was another dream come true. But I knew this wasn’t enough. Fannar hadn’t summoned flames since the fall of the Ice Castle, and despite the intensity of our training sessions, Brontes’s ice powers still hadn’t manifested at all.

“Nice job, Gwyneira!” Brontes complimented, though his gaze flickered toward Fannar with concern.

“Thanks.” I tried to sound upbeat, but my heart tightened as I watched Fannar as well.

He’d been struggling the last few hours. It was evident Helena’s absence left more than just a void within our group. He hadn’t been himself since she left.

“You got this, brother!” I cheered.

Fannar peered around the icy wall he had constructed, perusing an offensive path to take out the paintball launcher. He spotted an opening in the deluge of paintballs hurtling from the red-lacquered contraption. With a desperate lunge, he broke out of cover, attempting to dodge the shots, but he misjudged the timing.

My eyes squeezed shut as I flinched, only to hear the series of loud thwap thwap thwap sounds. When I reopened them, Fannar was covered with big splotches of vibrant red paint.

“Damn it,” he muttered under his breath, disappointment cracking his usually stoic icy exterior as he slumped to the floor.

I exchanged a concerned glance with Brontes, silently acknowledging the strain on our team. How could we hope to reach our full potential when one of our own was drowning in pain and the other absent?

“Are you okay?” I knelt beside my brother, touching his shoulder.

“Yeah,” Fannar replied a little too quickly. “Just a bit . . . off today.”

“Maybe we should call it a day,” Brontes suggested sympathetically.

“No,” Fannar said firmly. “We can’t afford to take it easy.”

“Alright,” Brontes sighed, looking unconvinced.

“Let’s go again, then,” I said, trying to infuse confidence into my voice.

Fannar nodded, his eyes hardening with determination. He steadied himself, focusing his energy on a new target. But instead of a precise strike, the icicles veered off in all directions.

“Gwyneira, watch out!” Brontes shouted just in time for me to dodge an errant spike of ice from Fannar.

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