Chapter 865 Leaving You

• Enzo
• I took a deep breath, the crisp summer air and the scent of pine—a scent that I once associated with the comfort of being home in the werewolf realm, but now associated with pain and banishment—filling my lungs as I walked down the quiet street towards the town square.
• Mila’s voice echoed in my mind, her telepathic message rippling through my consciousness like a stone being dropped into a stagnant pond.