Chapter 331: To Live a Lie?

Eden’s POV

Astrid and I awoke the next morning with the sunrise. My neck was stiff from sleeping on the ground and our clothes were damp from morning dew. My eyes were still puffy from crying. I sat up, hoping for a moment that it had all been a horrible dream.

Maybe I had imagined it all – my conversation with Beta Brighton and his information about his sister and witches. The strange heat. The flashes of blue light.

‘Her witch is rising’…

The field of wild flowers and the arrow in my back.

But as the tall walls of the hedge maze came into view, I knew in my heart that none of it had been a dream.

My baby had witch blood. And her witch was strong.

Astrid was still fast asleep. She looked peaceful as the morning sun shone on her iron hooks. She had held me until I cried myself to sleep. She felt my pain. We were close, like sisters. She didn’t even need to say anything. I knew she understood.

I picked at the grass, my mind swirling with hard realizations.

If my baby was born a