#CHAPTER 188 Spellbook

Maeve’s POV Holding the spellbook in my hands, I could feel the power radiating off it. It was amazing that I couldn’t feel the power until the safe was open, but now I’m staring down at it, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. This spellbook once belonged to my mother and it was a book that only an Enigma could use, which meant when my baby was old enough, he’d be able to use this book. It was filled with dark magic and spells that could destroy the entire world if not careful. This was a book that didn’t belong in the hands of King Arlan. It needed to go back to where it came from; it needed to return to the Red Oak Tribe. I met up with Eric later that night; he had returned to the capital a week after I did so he could keep an eye on my progress and report back any of my findings. We had been heavily involved these last couple of days. Once I presented the book to him, his eyes lit up. His fingers brushed the gorgeous cover of the book, a small smile tinting the corner of h