#Chapter 75: Runaway

Nina

Enzo’s father admitted to hiring the girl named Veronica to stalk me. He said it as though I was in the way, as though my very presence was making the situation worse.

Maybe he was right.

Maybe my presence in Enzo’s life was nothing but a burden, a hindrance.

These thoughts swirled around in my head as I walked out of the house and headed toward the ocean, silent tears streaming down my cheeks. I knew that I loved Enzo, but… was I in the way of something greater? Was this looming war between the werewolf factions so important that my presence in his life would only make it. worse?

I stopped at the edge of the cliff and leaned on the fence, letting my tears drip onto the ground as I gazed down at the ocean below. The wind was blowing fiercely and making the waves crash even harder against the rocks.

“Don’t listen to him,” Enzo’s voice suddenly said from behind me. I didn’t look up as he came to stand by my side. His warm hand touched my back, giving me some comfort, but also making me feel even worse; what if I

would no longer be able to feel his touch?

“Am I in the way?” I whispered, my voice barely audible above the sound of the wind and the ocean.

Enzo tensed up and grabbed me by both shoulders, turning me so that I was facing him. His eyes glowed red as he stared into mine.

“Of course not,” he said, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. My dad’s just an asshole. He’s only looking out for himself.”

“But… The Crescents…” I began. Enzo stopped me and pulled me closer into a hug.

that matters,” he whispered. “It’s just stupid politics. We can run, you know. We can run

up at Enzo with my brows knit together.” You mean just… Run away

Just you and me. We can leave this whole world behind. We can make a

running away together, starting a new life somewhere else and leaving all of

exploring the world

floated through my

beautiful image, but

he whispered. “This place

home. We have roots here, friends, family. I promised to myself that I would complete

school, then,” Enzo said, his voice sounding a

brother

look. “Your brother? You

a brother. Taylor. He’s… sick. And our adoptive mother never cared to get him the right medical attention, so I made a vow that I would do everything I could to take care of

“I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I had no idea. I was so outraged by my dad’s behavior that

and turned back toward the ocean, leaning on the fence once more. After a few moments, Enzo leaned on

something,” he said after a bit of a

up

think you’re

I said with a scoff. “Don’t tease me like

your intelligence, the way your knee suddenly healed on its own, the telepathy, your ability to not only keep Ronan alive when he should’ve died

step back and shaking my head vigorously. “No,” I

well and turning to face me. “How

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