Nina
Enzo and I had to return to the werewolf realm only minutes after we buried his father.
We didn’t have time to rest or regroup, or to even gather fresh supplies. No matter how badly I just wanted to lie down in my bed for hours or take a hot shower to ease the soreness in my muscles, I knew that we needed to leave as soon as possible. There was a possibility that Selena and the witch were already hot on our trails, as we had spent so much time that morning taking care of Richard’s funeral. I didn’t know how long Luke’s hex would last; it could have been wearing off at that exact moment, for all I knew — which meant that Selena could easily open a portal at any second and kill all of us.
Except for me, of course. She couldn’t kill me, and she knew that; but she would make sure to ma
