It was time. The moon shone high in the sky, birds were silent and they all stood still in a circle, Xantha and Serena clutching hands. To their surprise Ryan and Xavier had agreed to let them perform the spell on the condition that they were included and on the provision that if they were ordered to stop they would. The girls had readily agreed, Serena's excitement reaching a fever pitch as her stomach twisted in knots and butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
A map was carefully laid out on the grass in front of them, rocks holding down the corners to prevent it flying away in the wind. A plain silver chalice was held in Xantha's other hand while Serena clutched a small dagger with a white handle, Xavier having borrowed it from the pack house, ensuring that the edge was sharp enough fo
