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"So it was a combination of things there at the end, but what it really boiled down to was... Jungkook," Taehyung was explaining. Our family and our two remaining guests sat in the Cullens' great room while the forest turned black outside the tall windows.
Psy and JYP had vanished before we'd stopped celebrating. They were extremely disappointed in the way things had turned out, but Taehyung said that they'd enjoyed the Volturi's cowardice almost enough to make up for their frustration.
Ni-ki and Nayeon were quick to follow after Heeseung and Momo, anxious to let them know the outcome of the conflict; I was sure we would see them again—Ni-ki and Nayeon, at least.
None of the nomads lingered. Peter and Charlotte had a short conversation with Suga, and then they were gone, too.
The Amazons had been anxious to return home as well—they had a difficult time being away from their beloved rain forest—though they were more reluctant to leave than some of the others.
"You must bring the child to see me," Jisoo had insisted. "Promise me, young one."
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EJ had pressed her hand to my neck, pleading as well.
"Of course, Jisoo," I'd agreed. "And thank you for all the help you gave me in my training. I couldn't have learned without you."
"You're more than welcome." She turned to Eunjin. "We shall be great friends, my EJ," the woman had declared before leaving with her sister.
The Irish coven continued the exodus. "Well done, Siobhan," Joon complimented her as they said goodbye.
"Ah, the power of wishful thinking," she answered sarcastically, rolling her eyes. And then she was serious. "Of course, this isn't over. The Volturi won't forgive what happened here."
Taehyung was the one to answer that. "They've been seriously shaken; their confidence is shattered. But, yes, I'm sure they'll recover from the blow someday. And then . . ." His eyes tightened. "I imagine they'll try to pick us off separately."
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