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.

his expression unreadable. Then, after a moment, he inclined his

into his pocket and withdrew a thick envelope, holding it out to Ronan. "Here. Enough cash to get you started, and directions to a safehouse in

his brow furrowing ever so slightly. For a fleeting moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of gratitude in his eyes, but

the undergrowth. Luke followed

of their departure. Enzo and I stared after them for a few moments

of trouble?"

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

warehouse, steeling my resolve. Now, we

cloaking the forest in inky darkness,

form. I followed suit, and soon, I had shifted as well; my senses sharpened, my footsteps growing quieter and more agile in case

paws making virtually no sound on the soft forest floor. We had

the warehouse, I caught the faint whiff of something distinctly canine on the night breeze-the

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