Chapter 177: The Spell Lennox's Point of View Our pack's Seer entered the room. Despite being almost twenty years older than us, she respectfully bowed her head. "Welcome," I greeted, motioning towards the couch. "Please, have a seat." She shook her head gently and opted to sit on the floor instead. I didn't question it - she always performed her spells and readings on the ground. It was her way. Glancing at Levi and Louis, I stood up and retrieved the letters from the drawer.

My hand trembled slightly as I handed them to her. Just holding them made my stomach churn. These letters had initiated everything. "I walked over and handed them to her. 'These letters… we think they were charmed or spelled. They messed with our minds,'" I explained. She accepted the letters carefully, her brows furrowed. Without a word, she reached into her small bag and retrieved a bowl and some herbs tied together with black string.

Crushing the herbs into the bowl, she pricked her finger and let a drop of blood fall in. Whispering something under her breath, she lit the mix. Pale smoke began to rise, curling in the air. As it did, her eyes turned a faint silver. Speaking in a low and serious tone, she invoked, "Spirits of truth, lift the veil… show us what hides in this ink…" The letters emitted a faint glow, as if resisting exposure. The fire in her bowl crackled louder. Then, she blinked and addressed us.

"You were right," she confirmed. "Your guess was correct." We all sat up straight, listening intently. "The ink used in these letters was laced with spellcraft," she elucidated. "Subtle, dark magic. Not a curse, but an enchantment. Enough to nudge thoughts, twist perceptions, and push emotions in certain directions." Levi's jaw clenched. "To what end?" She gazed solemnly at him. "To deepen your doubts, amplify your anger, mute your empathy.

The spell fed off your existing weaknesses - your jealousy, fear, even guilt - and then redirected them." Louis's visage darkened. "So… we were manipulated." She nodded slowly. "Not controlled, but influenced. Enough to make your worst choices feel justified. Enough to blind you to her pain." I swallowed, my throat dry. I couldn't breathe for a moment. So we weren't just cruel. We were weaponized. Levi looked pale. Louis remained silent. But I could sense the fire building within all of us.

Someone had orchestrated this intentionally. The Seer lowered her gaze to the letters and continued, "This spell wasn't meant to just cloud your minds. It was designed to turn you fully against Olivia. To isolate her… and ultimately drive you to destroy her." My blood ran cold. "You mean-" Levi began, but she interjected. "Yes," she affirmed. "It was meant to push you toward killing her." A heavy silence descended. I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears.

Louis's hands clenched into fists, his knuckles white. "But it didn't work," the Seer added softly. "Because your bond with her - it was too strong. Your love, buried as it was under confusion, resisted the final command." She looked at us one by one. "Even with all that darkness clouding you, a part of you still remembered who she was to you. That part saved her." I leaned back, stunned. "Then why is the spell gone now?" Levi inquired. The Seer nodded slightly.

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"She saw the letters… she wasn't meant to see the letters." The truth hit hard. Olivia had unknowingly broken the spell… just by reading the letters. My jaw clenched. "Who did this?" I demanded. "Who wrote these letters? Who would do something this twisted?" "We thought it was Anita," Louis added grimly. "But there's no way. She's just a kid - fourteen at that time. There's no way she pulled this off. Not alone." The Seer gave a faint smirk, her eyes remaining serious. "You're right.

This kind of magic takes skill, focus, intent. Someone powerful wanted Olivia out of the way - and wanted to use you to do it." She picked up the bowl again, this time adding something silvery to the ashes. Commencing another incantation, her voice flowed swiftly in an ancient tongue. The smoke rose again, coiling strangely in odd patterns. Her eyes turned silver once more, but after a few seconds, she gasped softly. "What is it?" Levi inquired.

She allowed the spell to fizzle out and looked up at us, a peculiar smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Someone doesn't want me to see them. I've been blocked." "Blocked?" Louis questioned, his voice low. She nodded. "There's a magical shield around the sender. Powerful. Old. It's concealing their identity from me. That alone tells us something." "That they're dangerous," I muttered. She nodded. "And smart. But not perfect." Rising slowly, she bundled the letters into a cloth wrap.

"Leave these with me," she instructed. "I need time - days, maybe more. I'll conduct deeper incantations, older ones. If there's a crack in their spell, I'll find it." I nodded without hesitation. "Thank you." As the Seer turned to leave, the letters securely held in her arms, she froze just as her hand grazed the door. Her head tilted slightly, as if listening to something beyond our perception. Then, she turned back to us slowly, her expression troubled.

"I just received a vision." My heart skipped a beat. "A vision?" She confirmed with darker eyes, "It came fast and sharp. A warning." "What did you see?" Louis inquired, his voice low and tense. The Seer gazed at each of us, her voice barely above a whisper. "I saw Luna Olivia… lying in a pool of her own blood." Everything within me stilled. "No," Levi murmured. "No, that's not-" "She wasn't dead," the Seer interjected swiftly. "But she was close. Hurt badly.

And alone." Panic surged inside me, my wolf restless and angry beneath my skin. "When? Where?" "I couldn't discern," she replied. "The vision was clouded… but the danger is real. Someone still wants her dead." A heavy silence enveloped the room. Unable to sit still any longer, I paced back and forth, attempting to think and ward off panic. " She's already been through enough," Louis expressed sharply with guilt. "Why the hell won't they leave her alone?" The Seer re-entered the room.

"Whoever did this… they aren't finished. And if Olivia breaks the bond with you three and leaves the pack, she'll be in danger." Levi's eyes blazed as he looked at me. "We have to protect her." I nodded. "We will. No matter what it takes." The Seer issued us a warning glance. "Keep her close. Keep your eyes open. And whatever you do, don't let her leave." With that, she departed through the door. As it shut behind her, the ensuing silence was laden with fear, anger, and concern.

We had failed Olivia once. We would not fail her again.