The Coven Beneath

Cleo

When we arrive at the cemetery, I immediately get the creeps. There are no humans there, only the trees and the rustling wind. Charms hang from some of the branches, and more goosebumps prickle over my skin when Dorian leads us down some stone stairs overgrown with weeds.

“The coven has an underground meeting place beneath the tombstones,” Dorian explains.

Piper and I pause at that while Sloa