MasukMalisha 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
Night falls quickly. Everywhere is quiet, but tense. No one says it out loud, but everyone felt it. Worse, they heard it. Grayson refuses to be out of Malisha's sight. He had instructed his guards to guard her with their lives because he knows... Something is coming. They all know, and while they are all powerful, how much power does once need when they are against the unknown?Malisha cannot help pacing. Her wolf does not settle. Instead, she is alert and ready to pounce. Every sound feels louder. Every shadow feels wrong. "I am going to the room," Malisha says already on the move. Grayson and Sage attempt to follow, but she says, "No one should follow me." With a sigh, she adds, "Please." Grayson looks at her friends as if urging them to follow regardless. Mirabel nods discretely saying a spell to ensure that Malisha does not feel watched or followed. They are all quiet and worried for Malisha. The last thing they had all expected was that. Hearing it in person and not
Joanne looks at Grayson’s mother in shock. His father leaves the both of them sensing that the conversation is not for him. “You are actually really serious,” Joanne says in disbelief. “Of course, I am.” His mother says rising from her seat with grace. “I only want what is best for my son, and
Malisha rolls her eyes even though Grayson is caging her in, and she is feeling the tension of being this close to him. “The wizard is not the one for you,” Grayson says simply. “More like YOU are not the one for me,” Malisha mutters. “Then explain to me why we are fated mates?” He asks looki
Malisha could hear the rumors that others thought she was not. Grayson was going pick a chosen mate who will be his queen.Her heart wrenches at that, and her wolf says, "You are the reason. You are the reason our mate is going to pick another person, and let us die alone." Malisha groans. "I am
“Grayson, I do not appreciate the way you are speaking to me,” she says. “And mother, I do not appreciate the lies you are spreading. I thought we had found some common ground, and you understood that whatever it is you are planning will not happen?” “What common ground?” His mother asks in ann







