Chapter 0795

Then, with a final nod and a resolute set to his jaw, he stepped through the portal, disappearing from sight in a ripple of shimmering energy.

No matter how much we all wanted to rest, the days that followed our return to Mountainview were a whirlwind of activity. With so much to catch up on, the days were packed with pack matters and personal matters.

But above all else, one thing was on my mind: Ronan.

He had stayed in our custody, under the close eye of those in our pack who had stayed behind. The mystery of this strange "Schreiber" family he had mentioned kept nagging at us, and we knew it would only be a matter of time before more of them showed up to try to kidnap me--and my baby—again.

Finally, after several days of avoiding the matter, Enzo and I made our way to his holding cell to question him.

"Well, well," he drawled, a hint of his former bravado creeping into his voice. "If it isn't the famous Enzo and Nina Rivers. Your bump is growing, Nina."

Enzo bristled beside me, but I put out my hand to stop him. "Ronan," I said, "how are you feeling?"

locked up

have pity for Ronan, as someone who had once been trapped in one of these cells against my will; but he was clearly well-taken care of, with plenty of books and other

two come? Did

than a simple, "We

mused, leaning back against the wall of

with a single look. Turning back to Ronan, I took a step forward, splaying out my hands in a

to sound as friendly as possible. "And if there's one

for a moment, his eyes widening ever so slightly as he processed my words. I pressed on, sensing an opening in

"and we'll let you go. No strings attached, no tricks. You walk

a long moment, silence hung between us, thick and palpable. Then, slowly, Ronan inclined his head, his

help are

"Whatever you can

us to the last location you met with the Schreibers

asking me to take you to them?" he scoffed. "Why not just put the final

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