Freed from Limbo

They went down to the basement, that was one of the places in the house that they had a little privacy. They didn’t want to start locking all the doors or doing things that would arouse suspicions from the other members of the pack.

As usual, Mrs. Jackson created a portion on the ground where Seth was asked to lie down.

“Okay, Jordan, hold grandpa’s hand and chant the spell. You still remember it right?” Mrs. Jackson said. She asked him the question again just to make sure that he still remembered it.

“Yes, grandma. When I say something. I mean it.” Jordan said.

Mrs. Jackson didn’t know how to process what Jordan just said. She felt like Jordan was pissed because she asked him the question again.

“Jordan, what did I tell you about being rude?” Minx scolded.

“I’m sorry, mom. I’m sorry, grandma.” Jordan said.

“It’s alright, baby. So, I’ll need you to chant the spell now and do not let go of grandpa’s hands okay?” Mrs. Jackson said.

“Okay, grandma.” Jordan said and he began to chant the