Chapter 292: Coven First

Dad paced the pentagram while Sassy sat just outside it, tail thrashing back and forth, a soft cloud of silver hair floating in the air around him. Dad looked up at me as I descended, hurrying forward to hug me when my feet hit concrete.

I sagged into his arms for a moment, the warmth of his body not quite offsetting the hard edges of his diamond statue, the form of the effigy still present beneath the spirit filling it.

"Syd," he whispered. "It's going to be okay."

Was that for me or for him? I pulled away and nodded. "It is, Dad."

"What were the charges?" He released me and began pacing again. "Do we even know yet?"

I shook my head. "Nothing. Any action like this is supposed to be presented in writing, especially to a coven leader." I'd been brushing up on my coven law. Premonition? I hated to think so.

Dad shook his head, face reddening in anger. "She's still there at least." His hand fell over his heart. "They haven't tried to break our connection. But she's under powerful sh