The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215: SNOW FROM THE GODS

"What?" Loren asked as he looked up to where Fiona was at.

Fiona stretched her hand out and then a small piece of snow fell into her hands.

She smiled as she felt the cold tingle in her hand and then soon it was snowing everywhere.

She rushed back into the bedroom and Met Loren and Marie.

Marie was now resting on a chair.

It was evident that the magic spell she had cast had made her weak.

She opened her palms and said. "See. It is snow."

Marie touched the snow as it slowly began to melt.

"The gods have accepted it." She said with relief.

"To think that they went against their rules in favor of Jasmine means she is a favored one," Loren said as he turned to look at Jasmine, who was still lying on the bed.

Then Marie turned to Loren. "We should go and check on Jasmine and see how well the weather has helped her improve."

Marie started to rise, but she fell down, and Loren quickly caught her.

She breathed heavily.

"You are still weak." He said wisely. "Stay here."

"But I have to go see her for myself," Marie said, even though her head was spinning.

"With the rate at which you are going, if you overwork yourself, you could wind up dead."

He informed.

She sighed, and then he pushed her down on the chair.

"Rest, I will check on her myself." He said.

And then he rushed off to meet Fiona, who was by Jasmine’s bed.

"How is she?" He asked.

Fiona shrugged. "I do not know yet. I did not touch her body because I did not want to make things any worse for her than it already is."

He nodded. "You did well; you were brave."

And then he reached out to Jasmine and he touched her forehead.

She was not as hit as she was anymore.

She was merely warm.

You could still feel her burning, though, but it slowly decreased.

He sighed in relief.

"She is dropping her temperature." He shouted to Marie. "We thank the gods!"

Fiona clapped her hands in excitement and acknowledgment that her friend was alive.

"It seems the gods did much more than giving snow." She said. "I think that the weather is treated."

"It has been years since I last saw snow," Fiona said.

Snow in the wolf world was rare; when it happened, it happened for a year.