Chapter 48

• Bustan's POV
• Nate stood before me, his eyes gleaming with joy, he was excited to have caught me successfully after months of trail and failure. He had been pacing around the room, talking about power, about destiny, but my mind kept spinning back to one thing—the woman standing next to him.
• Her presence was unnerving. Her pale, translucent skin almost glowed in the low light, and her piercing eyes seemed to see right through me. She was cloaked in a dark robe, her long black hair flowed down to her waist. I knew instantly—this was no ordinary woman. This was a witch, I could just feel it.