Chapter 141

Maeve’s POV

I sat in one of the sturdy wooden chairs that lined the cabin’s rustic interior. Draven took the seat beside me, his posture rigid, every muscle coiled. Luther perched atop the rough-hewn table by the door, his boots resting on the edge, alert and watchful. Directly across from us sat Nyxara—Luther’s newly revealed fated mate and a powerful witch whose help had saved both my brother and Draven. The cabin was deathly quiet, the only sounds the faint crackle of embers in the hearth and our collective breathing.

Luther was filling in the gaps, his voice low and urgent as he recounted how he had pursued Nikolai through the shimmering portal into Oasis. He explained meeting Nyxara and discovering Draven’s perilous situation. I nodded along, bracing myself with each new revelation. I still didn’t know what exactly had saved Draven, but what