**Enzo's POV**
The night air was cool, and I could smell Winter’s unique scent. It wrapped around me like a warm blanket. Her aroma made me feel complete, something I deeply craved. Each breath filled me with urgency, pushing me to act.
As I moved through the forest, my instincts were on high alert. I felt aggressive and protective, driven by a strong need to keep Winter safe. Every shadow seemed dangerous, and every sound made me tense. But I kept going, focused on finding her.
Then, I heard voices cutting through the quiet night. They were filled with frustration and anger. "Find her; she can't be far!" one voice yelled, its anger stirring up my own. Another voice, closer, warned, "The boss will be mad if we fail."
A powerful rage surged through me, like a volcano about to erupt. The
