Up from the Earth by RE Johnson

Since I was young, I’ve dreamed of running.
I can hear the pounding of my steps on the forest floor. I’m being chased. It’s right behind me.
But I’ve always been safe in the care of my coven, the witches who are my sisters and mother. I have always been told the rules, and I’ve obeyed.
Stay on the path. Don’t Talk to strangers. Don’t go into the woods.
Still, something is happening. It’s the eve of the Spring Equinox, the eve of my twenty-first birthday…and I have to run.
I’m about to break every rule I’ve learned. I’m about to leave the path and go deep, deep into the trees that call my name. Because I have to find them—The Beast King.