I take up a defensive stance, ready, diligently on my guard, preparing for his next move. And even though I don't want to distract the guys from their fight, I know I need them.
I reach deep within, searching for our connection, hoping either Grayson, Griffen, or Clay will receive and respond to my distress signal, even if they can't all come at once.
"What are you trying to do?" Mr. Mysterious playfully pouts as I desperately try to reach out but strangely to no avail. It's as if there's a barrier blocking me. "You aren't trying to reach out to your little boyfriends, are you?" He chuckles dryly, daring to take a step toward me, I instinctively recoil. "I'd give it up if I were you because it won't work. No signal in, no service out."
What!? I force myself to hide the shock behind em
