#Chapter 147 Breaking the Spell

Violet’s POV The jungle outside the village my family lived in was beautiful. It was lush and alive, humming with magic like the air itself was breathing. I had only visited this village and its surrounding area a few times in my life, but I’d always made time to come stand among the ferns and fronds. All the hardship and loss and pain from back home felt worthwhile when I stood here. That sentiment was only strengthened as I stood here with my mate, my doher, my Theo. Hand in hand, I led him through the jungle to the spot where we were to meet Auntie. “Millicent Fairweather.” We had been strolling in awe-struck silence for a while, and I glanced toward Theo at the sound of his voice. “It was my mother’s name,” he told me, hand never slipping from mine. “I hadn’t heard her name in years until Lillith spoke it. I wanted to share it with you.” My chest warmed deeper than the humid jungle air could reach. I was honored that Theo was sharing this with me. “Millicent Fai