#CHAPTER 181 The Lost Island

Maeve’s POV “Here, drink this,” a young woman said as she placed a mug on the bedside table. I watched as steam rose from the cup, the lavender scent filling my senses and calming my every nerve despite how scared and worried I was. I was on a dangerous island with a coven that was supposed to be dead and I just found out it was my future brother-in-law that brought me here. How did he even know about this place? My mind was whirling with confusion, and my chest was unsettled as I stared at both the women. “Thank you, Ella,” Mirage said, dismissing her. “Of course. If you need anything, let me know,” Ella said, nodding her head at Mirage before she turned and left the hut. Mirage moved quickly to the tea and lifted it in her hands, bringing it to my lips. I clamped my mouth shut, giving her a wary look, my eyes narrowed. Did she really think I was stupid enough to trust her? “What is it?” I asked her. She gave me a knowing smile. “It’ll calm your nerves,” she exp