[Hilary]
The lake was now buried underground, hidden beneath layers of dirt and stone—but the surface directly above it had been left open. In less than an hour, the red moon would align perfectly overhead, casting its light into the hollow and striking the lake’s still surface. When that happened, the night could finally begin.
Assuming, of course, that our final guests arrived on time.
The chanting stopped when I was linked with Ryder. I gave the witch a slight nod, and she raised her arms to undo the spell. With a muttered incantation, the invisible barrier containing Ryder within the circle cracked, then vanished like smoke.
He stepped forward at once—shoulders stiff, fists clenched, his gaze locked on me like his goat could eat me alive.
So dramatic.
“Ryder, stop!” Celeste darte
