Twenty
GRAY
In so many ways, it felt as if an entire year had passed since I last stood in the common room to rally the witches for a battle they never should’ve had to fight.
An entire year since I’d asked them for their support against an enemy bent on our complete annihilation.
An entire year since they’d given it freely.
In truth, it had been less than two weeks.
And now, the night after Haley’s blood spell had given us a glimpse into the darkest corners of our enemies’ minds, I found myself standing in the same spot at the front of the same room, looking out at a familiar sight.
The crowd was larger now—including the new friends and allies we’d rescued from the crypt and several more Raven’s Cape area witches Verona and her people had rallied to the cause—but everything else ab
