21 - The Watcher

~Godfrey’s Point of View~

“It’s a watching spell. Whoever cast it is watching her emotions, her feelings. My uncle Ben would have to break it, I hate to say it is beyond my capabilities,” Angel said, frowning.

All witches had different abilities, and Angel’s was more of the earth and the elements. I tapped my finger over my lips. Sunny was in the next room, not privy to our conversation.

“They are infiltrating her dreams,” I whispered, angry.

“Yes, they let her know they are watching, haunting her. This is a very powerful witch, or … several maybe. We’ll send a witch investigator out to poke around the local covens,” Angel said.

“That will draw attention,” I quickly replied, shaking my head.

“Maybe. There have been a few disappearances over the last couple years, we have suspected that some are forming a new coven, off the grid but I haven’t had enough to bring to the council for a proper investigation. Enough to prove the missing ones didn’t just run off or get caught by some animal.