Chapter 107

Maya's POV “I understand why you would want to hold on to your heritage, Maya,” he said gently. “And you are right, witches live long lives. Look at your mother, she is over a century old and still looks like your older sister. We have plenty of time before you need to make any permanent decisions. I will respect whatever you choose. It is your life, and if you want to remain as you are, I will support you fully.” He paused, his voice growing more heartfelt. “And yes, I want children with you. I have always dreamed of having a large family, like Henry. It has been one of my greatest hopes. You are an answered prayer, Maya. I waited for my mate for so many years, and now that you are here, I feel truly blessed. You are everything I ever wished for.” “Thank you, Oliver,” I whispered, emotion swelling in my chest. I had always loved children and longed to have some of my own. I knew I would love them with everything in me, just as I already loved my nieces and nephews. I had always had a