Chapter 162

Maeve’s POV

I jolted back to consciousness, recoiling from Aurelisse’s black crystal ball. My eyes blurred with relentless tears. It couldn’t be true. I shook my head, meeting Aurelisse’s hooded gaze—she, too, had tears streaming down her face.

“It can’t be me,” I whispered, trembling. I’d searched desperately for answers about my condition; I’d even considered this possibility. But believing I would be the catalyst of everyone’s end was unbearable. I’d already killed poor Morwenna—next would be the rest of my family.

Aurelisse drew a shuddering breath and shook her head slowly. “We each have a role,” she murmured. “The war—and the end—comes in two days. You possess the power to destroy us…and to save us. Be ready, Maeve. When the time comes, you must choose.”