Chapter Thirty-Four

**Zane**

“Will they come back?” I asked Brook.

She shrugged.

“It depends on what happens on the other side of the field. Whether or not Maeva defeats the beast.”

I glanced down at the young fire witch dead on the ground and a beat of guilt shot through me.

“That old witch, Hecuba, could’ve helped her. She could’ve stopped me from killing her, but she didn’t. Her own daughter.”

It disturbed me. How