All Chapters of Forbidden Friendship : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Enzo's POVThe moon hung low, its silver glow weaving through the trees as Jake and I returned to the sacred grounds of Winter's pack. The journey had been both a welcome distraction and a solemn reminder of the purpose that stirred my resolve. The soft rustle of leaves underfoot was the only sound accompanying our silent pilgrimage, the night a silent witness to our unsaid resolve.A fog of anticipation enveloped me as we approached the clearing, the towering shadows of the trees mirroring the uncertainty cloaked around us. The pack's territory stood like an ancient guardian, whispering tales embedded within its secrets—tales I feared to unravel yet could not ignore.I caught sight of Lily first, a solitary silhouette against the fading twilight, her expression hidden in shadow and suspicion. Her eyes flicked towards mine, revealing a depth of worry that gnawed at the edges of my focus. Whatever brought us back here held an ominous significance, one that demanded unearthing. Jake wal

Enzo pov as i walked away i heard someone coming after me, i didnt slow my pace i couldnt process the chaos unfolding around me. Instead, I pushed onward, driven by the realization that there was more at stake than just Winter's memory. The trees blurred past me, their branches clawing at my thoughts like the doubts that had taken root since Winter's death."Enzo, wait!" a voice called from behind, urgent and pleading.I stopped, my mind knowing the voice even before I turned. Sariah appeared before me, breathless and desperate in the orange glow of the setting sun. Her presence held an air of determination that matched the turmoil in my heart."Sariah now's not the time," I began, willing my voice to be stronger than the uncertainty gnawing at me. The ache of Winter's loss hung around my neck like a yoke, growing heavier at every reminder of her absence."No, you need to hear this." Sariah's voice was firm, cutting through my defences with an edge of certainty I couldn't easily dism

Elena's POV I looked out over the lifeless bodies, each fallen from a silent reminder of the impending threat that loomed larger than we had realised. The air was thick with tension, every breath a struggle against the grief swirling around us.Lily's voice was a mix of anger and desperation as she pleaded, "We can't just let him go alone! We need to help Enzo!" Her words trembled on the edge of an emotional maelstrom, as if sheer will could bind us together against the darkness threatening to tear us apart.Her plea tugged at something deep inside me, a flicker of the bright, hopeful soul I once was. Yet that light had dimmed, thinned by the endless shadows of loss. Winter’s absence had carved a hollow space within me, a chasm I couldn't bridge, even for friends like Lily.My silence must have felt like an abandonment to Lily, and I could feel her frustration pressing into the air between us. "Elena, you can't just walk away," she shouted, her voice splintering through the sombre at

Enzos povI followed the strange yet familiar scent for miles through the thick forest, each fleeting hint guiding my relentless march deeper into the dark unknown. The canopy overhead shrouded the celestial glow, leaving room only for the shadows to stretch and dance, echoes of the primal nature that surrounded me.With each step, the earth felt more alive, pulsing beneath my feet as if responding to the palpable tension of the moment. Every instinct screamed at me to be alert, to be vigilant. This was no routine hunt—it was a perilous pilgrimage toward an uncertain end.As I moved forward, the familiar forest sounds became faded whispers, overshadowed by the distant roar of an approaching storm. Lightning crawled across the sky, illuminating the silhouettes of the trees in skeletal brilliance, presenting fleeting glimpses of a world exposed by nature's wrath.Suddenly, the air vibrated with a shift, and the intense scent doubled, leading me to a clearing—a testament to brutality. Bo

I hovered at the brink of scepticism, Clara’s words lingering like a shadow that refused to fade. Trust didn’t come easily, especially not from the depths of a wound still raw from Winter's death. Yet, in the volatile landscape of magic and chaos we had plunged into, perhaps allies weren’t bound by trust alone but by mutual necessity.Silence hung between us, heavy and thick, a tangible presence that mirrored the storm of thoughts crashing inside my mind. The stillness was unsettling, as though the world itself had paused to watch, waiting for me to make the next move. And in this world, where everything had turned upside down, perhaps I didn’t have the luxury of choosing my allies based on trust alone.I stared at Clara, studying the intensity in her eyes, a quiet determination I couldn’t ignore. She was right. Time was slipping away from us, and every minute wasted meant this thing hunting us grew closer. But my instincts, honed through years of surviving on my own, screamed that sh