Chapter 0525

Nina

By the time I awoke the next morning, the sun was already creeping through the curtains and casting golden shafts of light across the room. Yawning, I rolled over to see that Enzo was already awake and walking around the room, packing his things back into his bag.

"You're up early," I grumbled, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

He looked up and smiled. "Yeah. I figured we should get an early start."

I sighed, knowing he was right. But there was a part of me that wished we could linger a little longer, put off the inevitable decisions that waited for us on the other side of the portal.

We finished packing our things in a mostly comfortable silence, each of us totally lost in our thoughts. I had no way of knowing exactly what was going through Enzo's mind after last night-his hopes, fears, or even dreams- but I knew that, whatever it was, we would figure it out together.

"Hey," I said gently just before we left the room. I took Enzo's hand and gave it a squeeze. "About last night-" A soft smile broke across Enzo's face, and he reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes. "Don't worry about that right now, Nina," he murmured. "Last night was a whirlwind. Today should be a breeze."

Enzo was right; not everything needed to be life or death all of the time. How long would it be after the war with the Luna and the Crescents before I finally realized that?

Downstairs, my parents and Tyler were already waiting. My mother had prepared breakfast, but my appetite had vanished ever since last night.

"Morning, you two," my father greeted, standing up from the table. He looked a little more worn than usual, but his eyes held a warmth that grounded me.

"Morning, dad," I replied, hugging him. "Morning, mom. Tyler."

"Nina." Tyler nodded, sipping his coffee.

a plate of muffins on

a smile. "We're just stepping through a portal and we'll be right back at home. But

his demeanor. "About

in the mansion, being checked out by the witch, all of it," my mother added, her

safer here, especially if complications arise,"

my hand under the table, a silent display of support.

"I promise to consider it," I finally said. "But we have to make the

look, then nodded. "Fair enough," my father said. "But

to consider it," I reiterated, a tightness growing in my chest. My gaze flicked to Enzo, who gave me a

quickly, we stood. My mother enveloped me in a hug, whispering in my ear, "Take care of yourself, and that little

will, mom," I murmured back, my eyes stinging

hugged me next, his grip firm yet gentle. "Don't

I smiled. "I won't."

vortex felt like an oddly apt embodiment of my own inner turmoil: a swirling mess

turned to me just before we stepped through.

I was craving the sweet embrace of home. With a last

I had grown all too used to over

Enzo said, chuckling. "Man,

but it quickly faded; Matt's car was parked outside the house, and

furrowed his brow. "Not sure. But we're about

our home, I felt something tingling in the air, like my wolf

called out,

responded. Enzo and I shot each other a somewhat confused look before heading to the living room, where Matt's

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