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“If they have seventy coven members, I don’t think we need to take too many of our own.” Beatrice rocked on her feet and clutched her pentagram necklace. “But I’d hate to leave them without enough fighters.” “There are other nearby covens.” Rowan picked at her nails. “They’ll offer help too. We need to call them all and inform them of what’s happening.” “If that’s the case, I think the eleven of us”—I motioned to the shifters—“should go. No one else needs to.” “We’re going too,” Coral said and held her head high. “Amethyst, Samuel, and I have been with you since the beginning. You don’t get to leave us behind.” “And me.” Finn stepped toward me and touched my arm. “Please. I messed up before, and I get it now. I want to be part of the fight.” I wanted to say “okay,” but he could be pla
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