#Chapter 75 The Mistake

~Grace~ “Please work, please work, please work,” I whispered to myself under my breath. Enzo sat on the ground, in the center of a circle Christopher drew on the ground with what looked like salt. He looked barely conscious, and I felt awful for him. But if this ritual worked, then he wouldn’t hurt anymore, and neither would the rest of the Lycans. It all hinged on this. I looked at the moon. It was low in the sky. It would be dawn soon, meaning Christopher and I pulled an all-nighter for this. It would be worth it. It had to be. I paced around the circle, my arms crossed as I watched Christopher set things up. It looked similar to when he used the soul binding spell on us. Candles were set up around the edges of the circle, a symbol underneath each one. “Do you need any help?” I offered. Christopher didn’t look at me, just continued lighting the candles. “It’s almost finished.” I stood behind him awkwardly, not sure what to do with myself. How mu