Willow

“What are we going to do?” Willow whispered.

Looping her arms around herself, she turned away from Ronan and walked to the nearest tree. With a heavy sigh, she leaned against it. Closing her eyes, she tried to sense the good, pure life energy of the tree, but all she felt was the thick, toxic, poisonous magic running through it.

“There is one option that Lydia and I discussed,” Ronan said from behind her.

Slowly, Willow glanced over her shoulder at ...