LOGINMalisha and her friends are still in the room. After the call that drew her, she is still still asleep that is until she stirs slightly. Her fingers twitch, and her breathing is uneven again. Mirabel is the first to notice this. "She is moving." Iris leans closer, calls her friend. "Mal?" But Malisha's eyes remain closed with her lips parted slightly. She then whispers softly, in a barely audible voice. "I am coming now." Kimora's heart drops, and she says, "No, you are not." Mirabel grabs Malisha's arm tight, and she says, "This is not fucking normal." Iris shakes her head. "We might need to call someone." Outside, Grayson and Sage are still standing and thinking in silence when Grayson freezes mid thought. Something is wrong with Malisha. He turns his head toward the room, and he can feel it. He can feel that something is trying to pull her, and it is stronger and sharper than before. Sage notices the change in demeanor, and he asks, "What is wrong?" "Something," Grayson s
Malisha is finally asleep, but not peacefully or deeply. Just out of exhaustion. It is the kind that drags her under whether she wants it or not. She lays on her bed now, her breathing is uneven but steady enough to pass as rest. Kimora, Iris and Mirabel refuse to leave her side. They were all terrified about what happened which made them stick to Malisha’s side. They stay close watching her. They feel as though if they look away from her even for a second that something might take her. Outside the room, Grayson is on the balcony seething in anger. His hands grip the railing tightly. His jaw clenches, and his mind keeps on racing to what happened. “She heard it,” Grayson mutters. It is not a guess. The way she looked showed she did. The switch was exactly what took him by surprise. “She responded to it.” “And that means it’s getting stronger.” Grayson does not have to turn because he knows exactly who it is. Sage steps beside him appearing calm, but he is evidentl
Everyone is in the huge room of the lodge. Mirabel had used a spell to fix what was broken by the shadow. For the first time since their arrival, things feel normal. At least, almost normal. Malisha is on the floor, her back resting on the couch, while Kimora deals with the cards like she works in a casino. "This time, nobody cheats," Kimora firmly says. Kimora looks at Mirabel pointedly which makes her scoff lightly. "I in fact do not cheat." "Yeah, she does not," Iris says. "She strategically manipulates the outcomes." "Exactly what I am saying," Mirabel grumbles. rMalisha lets out a small laugh, and she can't help feeing strange when laughing. After everything that had happened, it is exactly what she needs. "Okay," Kimora says, pointing at Malisha. "you are going down first."Malisha rolls her eyes. "Bold of you assume." "Oh, I do not assume," Kimora replies with a smirk on her face. "Confidence looks good on you, but are you aware that pride comes before a fall?" Malisha
Beatrix does not hesitate. The moment she knew that something touched Malisha, there is no way she could sit back and watch a ritual happen to her daughter. No. It cannot happen. She knows one thing clearly though that whatever happened is putting their plans in motion. She could know go using her channels because she did not fully understand what is going on, or what they are dealing with. That leaves her with one option. Grayson. Standing in her private room, she decides to reach out to him. Exhaling slowly, she says, "This better be worth it." Then she activates it. Grayson feels it almost immediately. He is in the lodge standing just outside, speaking quietly with one of his guard when he feels it. When the pull hits him sharp, intentional and different from everything else he has been feeling. He freezes mid sentence while speaking to his guards which makes them immediately at alert. He raises a hand slightly to calm them down. "Give me a moment." They nod and s
Beatrix had known that something was wrong. She knew that her daughter would not tell her because it would mean the vacation she desperately wanted and needed would be cut short. She also could not have that because more than anything, she wanted Malisha to have fun and also be at peace. She also knew that to do that, she had to put something to monitor Malisha. So, she did that. That is exactly why she had told Sage to reach out. She could sense that things were going bad, and although Malisha and her friends were strong, Beatrix needed more to ensure their full safety. Now seated deep in thought, Beatrix wonders what is happening. She has never been a fan of silence unless what she was doing requires hundred percent concentration. This kind of silence makes one sit too still. It feels too quiet and too wrong. Looking at the pack grounds, everything looks normal with warriors training. Patrols moving in and out like it always has, but her chest still could not settle. Somet
No one speaks for a long time. The silence is so heavy and solid. It is not even peaceful or calm. It is filled with worry. Fear. Anger. And the unknown. The air is heavy. Grayson still has Malisha in his arms, but they are all deep in their thoughts. It seems as though the air is trying to get over what just happened, but the people who witnessed it live in action can't find it within them to do that. Malisha is now seated on the couch remembering the way the touch of the shadow felt, and she can't help , but shudder. She cannot help looking at her hand. The same hand that the figure touched. The same hand that released the kind of power that she never knew she had within her. Her chest tightens at that. She remembers the way the power feels as if she had no control over it... YET. Iris comes beside her, looks at her hand, and asks, "What was that?" No one answers once again. Not because they do not want to, but because they cannot. They do not have any explanation for
“What are you planning to do, Mirabel?” Malisha asks her friend who has a wicked glint in her eyes. “What are you talking about?” Mirabel asks trying to mask her smile. Malisha gives her a ‘really’ look. “I just want to have fun, Mal.” She grins. “Can’t a girl have some fun anymore?” Malisha ro
Malisha and Grayson stay in the bus, and Malisha asks, "How many of them do you think there are?" Grayson scans the monster, and says, "Five." "This is definitely an ambush," she mutters. "How do you think they found this game?" Grayson asks fully confused. "I have no idea how they entered it.
From the onset Grayson knew he should not have agreed to play that game with Malisha and her friends, but he just wanted to bid more time, and spend as much time with Malisha as possible even though it was shared time with her friends. Everywhere is blank, and he immediately hears a scream. He tur
While Malisha and Grayson are fighting, Mirabel, Iris and Kimora encounter someone unknown. "Who the hell is that?" Kimora asks pointing. "Are you asking me?" Mirabel asks. "Of course," Kimora replies. "I do not know who created her, but I know damn well that it was not me," Mirabel says. "It







