The Blizzard Crossing (Borderland Guardians Series)

THE BLIZZARD CROSSING BORDERLAND GUARDIANS BOOK ONE LYSSA LUND Copyright 2023 by Lyssa Lund - All rights reserved. In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. All rights reserved. Respective authors own all copyrights not held by the publisher. CONTENTS Chapter 1 Arin Chapter 2 Bri Chapter 3 Arin Chapter 4 Arin Chapter 5 Bri Chapter 6 Arin Chapter 7 Bri Chapter 8 Arin Chapter 9 Bri Chapter 10 Arin Chapter 11 Bri Chapter 12 Arin Chapter 13 Bri Chapter 14 Arin Chapter 15 Bri Chapter 16 Arin Chapter 17 Bri Chapter 18 Arin Chapter 19 Bri Chapter 20 Arin Chapter 21 Bri Chapter 22 Bri Chapter 23 Arin Chapter 24 Bri Chapter 25 Arin Chapter 26 Bri Chapter 27 Arin Chapter 28 Mansen Chapter 29 Bri Chapter 30 Mansen Chapter 31 Bri Chapter 32 Mansen Chapter 33 Sora Chapter 34 Bri Prologue Acknowledgments About the Author Also By Lyssa Lund Freebies Afterword For Craig. For being the solid rock in our house. For mowing, shoveling, and ensuring there’s no ice for me to slip on. For agreeing to let me have both dogs. For not caring about the dog hair. I love you. CHAPTER 1 ARIN The camp looked to have been cleared out in a hurry. Arin saw it in the abandoned tents, the turned-over baskets, and the thousands of trails crisscrossing the campsite, then disappearing into nothing. No sounds remained from the rebels, no lingering scent to hint at the direction they fled. “There are multiple footprints here, but none of them trail outside this site,” Gerald, Arin’s second in command and the captain of the guardian hunters, reported, coming to stand by Arin’s side. “They must have left in haste. They didn’t bother to clean up their garbage but took care so they wouldn’t be followed. It’s the same with their scent, too; nothing if you walk far away enough from this place.” He spat at CHAPTER 2 BRI “Rosie, come back!” Bri shouted as she watched her dog run along the trail a few paces before looking back to tease and then breaking away into the surrounding forest. Willow sat on the snow beside Bri, watching her and waiting obediently though her leash was off too. Being snowed in for three days contributed heavily to Bri overlooking Rosie’s penchant for mischief. They were all going stir-crazy, and Bri was a softy for their adorable faces. Bri groaned as she stood, stroking Willow’s head. “We’ve got to hunt down your sister now,” she said, surveying the landscape. Snow covered Cook County with a thick blanket of white. While it had temporarily stopped snowing, the drifts were high, and the Boundary