Chapter 20. All Is Well

Third-Person POV

Somewhere in Clearwater Pack

A drop of blood. A drop of venom. A pinch of powdered python's fang.

One by one, they were consecutively placed in the center of the seal of an old well, shaped like an eye. The well shook, and a thin glowing line spread from the eye across the seal, illuminating the image of a flower.

"It worked," the man whispered in awe. "I can't believe it actually worked! I guess the babbling fool was right."

Under the strong glow of the light, the seal dissolved to dust, revealing the deep, dark well. The man took out an electric torch. It flickered to life and shone white light that brightened the well. The sides of the well were lined with thick ivy vines covered in thorns.

A small figure poked its head into the well. "Is it safe to climb?" The small figure's voice was surprisingly deep.

The man shrugged and took out something squirming from a bag. It was a mou