NinaEnzo’s face was as white as a sheet when I turned around to look at him. We all knew that Richard was going to die, but Enzo seemed completely out of it — and for good reason, of course. Even though Enzo and Richard had their differences, he was still Enzo’s father.I wished that I could comfor
He was putting his hex on Selena, which would give us our opportunity to escape.“And if I do go with you?” Enzo said, somehow oblivious to our opportunity here; or maybe he was just trying to stall. I couldn’t tell if he was even clear headed enough with his father’s current state to think about st
EnzoAt the last moment, Nina shoved me through the portal before I had the chance to try to stay behind. I knew, logically, that Selena was completely and utterly lying when she said that she would let my father and my friends live if I went with her. But my judgment was so clouded from the grief o
NinaRichard died in Enzo’s arms that morning, just before sunrise.For a long time, Enzo just sat there holding his father with his head hung low. He didn’t say a word, nor did he even look up as the rest of us quietly sat around him and reached out to comfort him. No one else spoke, either.I coul
NinaEnzo and I had to return to the werewolf realm only minutes after we buried his father.We didn’t have time to rest or regroup, or to even gather fresh supplies. No matter how badly I just wanted to lie down in my bed for hours or take a hot shower to ease the soreness in my muscles, I knew tha
NinaWith one last teary-eyed look at my friends, Enzo took my hand and we stepped through the portal together.When we came out on the other side, we were in a different place than before. I still hadn’t perfected my portal skills, and so I had no way of knowing where exactly a portal that I made w
The attendant scanned our items slowly, never breaking eye contact with us. The intense smell of cigarettes was definitely coming from her. It was so strong now that it almost made me gag, and I felt my eyes begin to water.“Seventeen-fifty,” she said, her voice hoarse and gravelly. Enzo handed her
Nina“C’mon,” the old man said, jerking his head toward the door. “I got my truck out front.”The old man turned and walked out of the store without waiting for us. Enzo and I paused for a moment and shot each other an uncertain look before collectively deciding that this strange old man from the mi