(April’s POV… Cont’d)
Winter and I watched as the group of men and women began to chant in a sing-song kind of way while they set up a small altar made of wood. The horned woman just stood there, watching.
She barely moved the entire time though I was watching her carefully, and it seemed to me that she was up to something. It was like she was playing these people somehow. Though how and for what reason was beyond me. But judging by the way she constantly fought off that smirk of hers, whatever she was up to couldn’t be good. It was the way it played at the corner of her lips, then carried up to her eyes that told you all you needed to know.
Because it wasn’t just mischievous. It was downright evil.
It didn’t take her followers long to get everything all set up and this woman began t
