Everything happened at once. Unearthly howls shattered the evening air, sending the Pack into a wild frenzy. Cane stood like a marble statue, his jaw tight and his eyes hot with rage.

I could see everything. The fabric of life connecting us all. The threads connecting us to the divine. It was in that moment I knew the Goddess was real, not a construct of our minds.

Witches were more connected to Spirit than other creatures, but I think we all doubted at least a little. It was ...