#Chapter 541: The Schreibers

Nina Finally, it was time. After two days of preparations, we went to collect Ronan from his cell. Much to my surprise, he stayed calm, not even needing to be guarded as we made our way out to the truck. After the four of us—myself, Enzo, Ronan, and Luke—climbed into the truck, we pulled out and began following the directions to the location. The drive to the location Ronan had revealed was tense and filled with apprehension, and the length it took to get there didn’t make it any better. Although the car was quiet, save for Ronan’s occasional direction regarding a turn in the road, I just couldn’t seem to shake the feeling that we were walking into a trap. However, I felt oddly reassured that he was telling the truth. I couldn’t quite explain why, but I could sense it; maybe my wolf’s sixth sense was kicking in. Ronan had proven himself untrustworthy in the past, and it was hard to forget the anguish he had put us through during… well, everything, but he had grown somber si