Chapter 0770

Nina

The humidity hit me like a wall as soon as we stepped through the portal and into Mila's overgrown jungle territory. Sweat instantly beaded on my brow, and I grimaced, already missing the cooler mountain air back home.

But there was no time to dwell on such trivial discomforts-not when Enzo's life was at stake.

"Let's move," Matt commanded, his gruff voice cutting through the dense foliage. "Stay close and keep your eyes peeled."

I nodded, falling into step beside Luke as our hodgepodge group ventured deeper into the verdant maze of twisted vines and towering trees. The others fanned out around us, their heads on a constant swivel in search of any movement.

Not that it would have mattered, of course. This jungle was teeming with life, and there was no knowing whether we would come face to face with a regular animal or a shifter.

But, with Daphne flitting up ahead in her bird form, her red feathers dipping up and down in the green canopy, at least we had a good lookout on our side.

For a while, the only sounds were the crunching of leaves underfoot and the distant calls of exotic birds. An oppressive silence clung to our group, broken only by the occasional flutter of wings or rustle in the canopy above.

Still, my shoulders remained tense, every nerve coiled tightly on high alert.

The plan was simple, or so it seemed: we would venture into Mila's palace to extract Enzo before the fighting began, just so no harm could come to him. Then, my father's forces would come in and take care of Mila herself.

But I knew by now, after all we had been through, that things were never that simple.

treetops, landing in a crouch just meters ahead. In a blur of movement, more shapes materialized around us, seemingly melting

stumbling backwards. Matt's muscles tensed, immediately dropping into a fighting stance at the front of the group,

up her fists, pressing up alongside

up my hand and took a step forward, indicating for my pack to stand down. "We come in peace,"

still, their faces

murmur rippled

you," one of the warriors, a woman, said as she stepped

had been holding. The others shifted uncomfortably behind me, still unsure. "We know them," I said, trying

said something under her breath and stepped forward. "What do you want?" she asked. "You were told not

mate again," I explained. "We've come to retrieve him. Could

few moments, debating. Then, finally, they raised their spears again. My

warriors to prod their spears into my back as they

village was tense and

of curiosity, fear, and resentment.

whispered in my ear, his voice strained. "You had better have a good reason this

nervously. Luke was right; we weren't welcome here, and like the warrior had said, we were told not to come back. But we had no choice but to pass through their territory, however far and wide that stretched; and maybe, just maybe, I could convince them to work with us this

with the Crescents, after all, that there was strength in numbers. Finally, we were shoved to our knees in the center of the village, coming face-to-face with a wizened old man whose weathered face I recognized immediately. The healer who had helped us before, although I didn't

name.

to glare at me with distrusting eyes. "I did not expect to see

his angry gaze. There was no

keeping my voice as level as I possibly could. "She has my mate again—my husband and I won't rest

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