Chapter 83

Maeve’s POV

Darkness enveloped us, and the violent wind raging through the room intensified, threatening to tear everything apart. I knew I was the one causing it all, yet I couldn’t find a way to stop. Seraphine was at my side, her face taut with worry. “Maeve, you have to calm down. Your unstable emotions are in control right now.”

“I’m trying, but I can’t, Seraphine!” I screamed over the howling wind. She grasped my hand and began to chant, but her words did nothing to dispel the encroaching blackness or halt the chaos.

I could feel the turmoil raging within me, a storm of power that I had lost the reins of. Fear surged through me—I knew this was only the beginning of something far worse. Clinging to Seraphine, I felt a sudden tug at my wrist. In an instant, the tempest stopped. The darkness retreated, and the air stilled.

I looked down at my wrist and saw a single black bead strung on a fine cord. My gaze followed the cord up to the door, where a c