#Chapter 339: Home Away From Home

Nina The scent of wet earth and crisp morning air greeted us as Enzo and I stepped through the portal and into the werewolf realm. Trees stood like ancient guardians, their leaves shimmering with the morning dew. The world seemed to pause, as if welcoming us back to a place that was as much a part of me as my own skin. My heartbeat quickened as my father’s mansion stood up ahead. It had felt like ages since I had last been here. In fact, it had been ages. I hadn’t visited since my wedding around the New Year. “Looks like they changed up the scenery a little,” Enzo said, glancing around. The land surrounding the mansion, once empty and flat, now was laden with sprawling gardens and hedges. The remnants of the battlefield that this place once was—both metaphorically and literally—were now nowhere to be found. Instead, it was a perfect sanctuary of vibrant colors and sweet smells. It had my mother’s touch all over it, I was sure of it. As we walked closer, the do