nancy werlocks diary s02e13 Read Free Page A

rituals this close to the cairn without Red Turtle’s approval.”
    “This site is Holy to my people, spirit. It will not be defiled,” he says.
    Vivika studies Red Turtle’s face and then turns her attention to the wolf. The wolf tilts its head and returns her stare with a curious expression.
    “Don’t mind him,” says Red Turtle has he pats the wolf on the head. “He’s just here to keep an old man company.”
    “I didn’t think there were many wolves left in New Jersey,” says Vivika.
    “Some would say they didn’t think there were any witches, either,” he replies.
    Houston places the ritual kit on the ground and glares at his mother. “This is your show. What do we do first?”
    “Everything needs to be done to exacting measures,” says Vivika without looking away from Red Turtle. “One mistake and Brynwolf gets away. Or worse.”
    “That is now the two-hundred and eight-fourth time you’ve reminded us,” says Houston. “I think we get it.”
    Vivika finally turns her attention to her son. “I will make this up to you, Houston. Somehow. Some way. When this is over I will make this right. There is so much I regret when it comes to you.”
    Houston doesn’t reply. He removes the salt from the kit and begins creating the ritual circle in a clockwise direction. I then create a second circle around the first using metal shavings, moving in a counter-clockwise direction. In the space between the two circles, we place the various crystals and components of the ritual to Vivika’s precise directions.
    I carefully step over the borders into the circle, creating a triangle figure in powdered saffron. Houston hands me the griffin eggs and I place them in the center of the triangle. I step out of the circle and check my watch.
    “We’re ahead of schedule,” says Houston. “Can we start and get this over with?”
    “No,” says Vivika. “We can’t start the ritual until exactly 6:32. That will be the optimum point between day and night. He’s going to resist the summoning, so we’ll need every advantage. What time is it now?”
    “6:09,” I say.
    “Thank you, Nancy,” says Vivika. “I know I have…been difficult. I’ve never been good about asking for help. Needing others to do things for me…I’m just not good about showing appreciation.”
    “We’ll get all of the apologies out of the way after we’ve dealt with Brynwolf,” I say.
    “Of course. It is just…no matter what happens; I wanted you to know that you have my sincere gratitude. I’m glad Houston found you and that you took him as an apprentice.”
    Red Turtle’s wolf huffs audibly and rolls over on its back.
    “I need a cool animal companion,” says Houston as he watches the wolf. “What level do I need to be to get one?”
    “You’re so weird,” I say and smile.
    The wolf sits up suddenly and barks in Houston’s direction.
    “I think it likes me!”
    “He was agreeing with your patron,” says Red Turtle.
    “So much for your animal companion,” I say.
    “Fine. I’ll just get a succubus.”
    “No!” Vivika and I say in unison.
    “You two are no fun these days.”
    “Time?” asks Vivika.
    “6:12.”
    “I’m just gonna set the timer on my phone instead of listening to you ask what the time is ever two minutes,” says Houston.
    “I am curious how this ritual is supposed to work,” asks Red Turtle. “You intend to capture this man, but he is not here? He is no spirit or demon and cannot be summoned.”
    “His body can’t be summoned, but his spirit can,” says Vivika. “The ritual will capture him in the griffin eggs, leaving his body in a state of suspended animation wherever he is hiding. Once captured, we can then take the eggs directly to the Council and present our case. He won’t be able to harm anyone while bound. Because the spirit remains tethered to the body, however, the Council will be able to locate his physical form and secure it before passing final judgment.”
    “This sounds like