Nina The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Enzo’s eyes narrowed, fixed intently on the burglar who was tied to the chair. I stood close but not too close, my own wolf tingling with caution inside my head. I felt a strange mix of relief and apprehension that Matt and Luke
Nina The atmosphere in the room was still charged as we all retreated to the office, leaving the captive burglar alone but securely bound. Once the door was securely closed behind us, I felt the knot of apprehension in my stomach ease up ever so slightly. “Okay,” Enzo began, running his hand thr
“I know,” I whispered, comforted but still uneasy. “But what worries me is that if they’re ballsy enough to return despite my father’s forces, they’ve got more tricks up their sleeves than last time.” The room went silent, our thoughts too heavy for words. The weight of the unknown hung in the air
Nina An ultimatum. The word hung heavy in the air between us, like a storm cloud threatening to burst. I felt my eyes widen, my pulse racing. An ultimatum? From Enzo, of all people? “W-Why?” The word slipped out of my mouth before I could even formulate my own thoughts. “Because I need to know
“That’s all the time we have,” he retorted, not meeting my eyes. “I need to know if I have to quit my job.” “But you’re not leaving for months!" I was practically yelling now, my voice steeped in incredulity. “Why do we have to decide this right now?” “Because I need to be prepared to give the h
Enzo The weight of yesterday’s ultimatum was a stone in my gut as I walked into the tunnels. I kept seeing Nina's face, that look of shock and betrayal, like I had ripped the ground from beneath her. I didn’t want to do it. God, I hated myself for it, but it was a wall I couldn’t see past, a lin
“Enzo, stop!” Matt’s voice broke through my red haze, pulling me back to reality. I turned, meeting Matt’s eyes, the gravity of what I was about to do hitting me all at once. My hand loosened, my breaths coming out in ragged gulps. He pulled me aside, his grip firm on my arm. I glanced back at t
Nina The ache of Enzo’s ultimatum sat like a knot in my stomach, tightening every time I replayed our last conversation. It was as if a chasm had opened between us, one that neither of us knew how to bridge. We had spent the night on opposite sides of the bed, each of us too angry to move closer t