Lana moved around the room gathering items from her shelves and cabinets. Candles in a specific arrangement five white, three black, one red. Crystals that pulsed with inner light. Herbs I didn't recognize, bundled with silver thread despite knowing how it would burn.

"Clear the area around the table," she instructed. "We need space for the circle."

Sarah and Maya helped me push furniture back, creating an open area around where Tristan lay. His massive beast form took up most of the table, ...