Chapter Thirty

**Maeva**

I stared at the spot where Nyxos rested now, and a fury that I’d never known built in my gut.

How dare they? How dare they take my sweet Nyxos?

I was going to kill them all. Malakor, Hecuba, her three wretched daughters, Morwen, and Morthal.

I glanced over at Isolde’s body, where it lay crumpled on the stone. Malakor may have killed her and Nyxos, but I blamed another. And I was going t