Mason sat in a dark cave surrounded by lit candles. He has been here for hours trying to contact the Three Sisters. The room was moist from the spring running through the cave into a small waterfall leading outside. He took a knife to his palm, dropping his blood over the crystal inside the circle as he chanted.
A moment later, the fire from the candle simmered down, and the only light came from the cave's entrance. Then suddenly, the flame from the candle exploded with dark shadows billowing around like a dance. Mason barely moved or showed any reaction to the display.
"Ah, little Alpha Mason."
"How sweet of you to call."
"Missing us already."
The shadow changed its appearance with each voice looming over him. He rolled his eyes, wanting this conversation to be over already. He did
