Chapter 25
Evening fell across Ophelia’s thicket. The druid had emerged from her cave shortly after delivering the news of Genevieve’s impending departure to the city of her enemies, looking tired but resolved. Genevieve spent the afternoon and early evening hours alone, practicing the connection exercises Mariellen had taught her and that Ophelia had helped her hone.
The great wolf appeared behind her. She felt the weight of his paws beneath the root structure she studied. Though he said nothing, she could hear his smile.
He waited for her to thank the oak for her time and shared meditation. “Are you ready to go with me?” Sariel asked.
“Yes, though I’ll need to say good-bye to Ophelia first.”
“She’s waiting for you inside the cave.”
Genevieve took one last look at the woods blankete
