“As they climbed down to a broad, flat stone, the goddess stone, Skye stared down at the glory of the raging Potomac River far below. Though the snow had ended a while ago, the wind still whipped, cold and biting. Paenther pulled her against him. “We’ll call a Feral Circle to enclose the magic and keep out prying eyes.” Lyon joined them. “Kara’s going to pull the radiance to melt the snow so Skye’s feet don’t freeze.” His hand went to Paenther’s shoulder. “Wish you could join us, B.P. Maybe if t...his works…” Skye shivered, and Paenther pulled the leather coat he’d loaned her tighter around her. All she wore beneath was a thin, flimsy sleeveless silk gown. A ritual gown, Kara had called it. Kara and Delaney had taken her aside to dress her, choosing a beautiful gown of a vibrant blue they said brought out the color in her eyes. “Once we’re ready, we’ll call down the power of the panther.” Lyon looked at her. “I want you to wait outside the circle with Kara and Delaney until I call you.MoreLessRead More Read Less
User Reviews: