Twelve

At ten Monday night he arrived at the apartment complex debating on who to go see 1st cause he wanted to talk to Sasha. To see what he was walking into he hated walking in blind but he needed to see Mackayla and assure himself she was all right even if she was pissed at him. He could do both he knew so he phased into the

shadows of Mackayla's room. She was sitting on the bed brushing her hair her body in a soft blue gi. He could smell Carson's persona in the room and he growled softly. He saw Mackayla tense and look at the door and then at the closet shake her head and mumbled something even as Siammy hissed and darted off her lap to hide under the bed. "There's nothing there you stupid cat quit freaking me out." She had been jumping since Siammy had started acting up last evening growling arching hissing and spitting at the shadows.

Blake smiled wickedly and phased into Sasha's apartment instantly realizing she wasn't home but Matt sat at the table and looked at Blake a bit scared.