Chapter 33 Ready for Battle

Maeve burst into the cabin, looking like a mess. She scrubbed herself and the little wolf clean, then the two of them, still with wet fur, settled in front of the fireplace—making sure to keep a cautious arm's length between them.

The witch's clock on her Menu showed it was five o'clock. There was still plenty of time to whip up some dinner. She checked her inventory and finally grabbed the wooden