An Uneasy Truce

(Neva’s POV)

By the time I rushed outside, the shouting had already stopped.

But the sight before me made me freeze at the doorway.

Aunt Vespa was standing in the middle of the compound, arms locked in firm control as she gripped Kaelen and Zan by their ears like they were toddlers caught in doing something mischievous.

I blinked.

Wait, is this real? Was this really happening?

I rubbed my hands ag