The hour was upon them. Preparations had been made and defenses laid. The only thing the coven and wolves could do was wait. They weren’t even sure tonight was the night, but they were waiting over the next several nights for the arrival. Several wolves were sent out to scout and watch for the group of bad actors to provide warning for the rest.
Everly and Declan sat at one edge of the meadow. Declan laughed when Everly strapped a camping chair to her back before they left the manor. Everly shrugged, “What? The ground is freaking cold and we might be there all night. I want to be comfortable.” Declan just shook his head and grabbed several more chairs for the other witches. Apparently, an impending magical battle for witches was much different than werewolves, and it involved camping chai
