Chapter 0797

Ronan nodded, a flicker of relief passing over his features. "I appreciate you keeping your word."

"We're the Peacekeepers," I said, my voice hardening. "We don't make false promises."

Ronan's lips quirked upwards into a humorless smile. "Fair enough." He stuffed his hands into his pockets, rocking back on his heels. "Well, I suppose this is goodbye, then."

A beat of silence stretched between us, charged with a thousand unspoken words and lingering tensions. Finally, I stepped forward, fixing Ronan with an unwavering stare.

"If you ever come near me or my family again, I won't hesitate to use the antidote on you," I warned, my voice low and steady. "And then, once you're human and powerless, we'll dump you right on the Schreibers' doorstep."

"And we won't get involved with whatever it is they plan to do to you," Enzo added.

our gazes, his expression unreadable. Then, after a moment, he inclined his head in a subtle

it out to Ronan. "Here. Enough cash to get you started, and directions to a safehouse in the werewolf realm. It's

thought I saw

footsteps crunching softly in the undergrowth. Luke followed him so that he could open a portal in a more secluded place, and soon they had disappeared around

their departure. Enzo and

think he'll stay out of trouble?" Enzo murmured, turning to

slowly, my mind whirling. "If he comes back, if he so much as breathes a word about us or our involvement, he's as good as dead," I whispered. "And if there's one thing I

the warehouse,

cloaking the forest in inky darkness, and we knew our best

suit, and soon, I had shifted as well; my senses sharpened, my footsteps growing quieter and more

virtually no sound on the soft forest floor. We had to get closer, to

of something

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