My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

We try for what seems like forever to get our elements to work. The positive side is that the twins now no longer need help to manipulate theirs. The downside is we have no idea what to do with them or what else we are missing, and the tornado still isn't coming down. We have all tried firing at it individually and in every combination that there could possibly be. We can't link anyone outside of it still and I am getting more and more anxious that something bad is happening and Gentry and Elena are keeping us in here on purpose.

"What if it isn't the magic? What if it's something else we need to do?" Cam muses. "I mean we have tried everything that any of us can think of as far as combinations and blasting our way out does not seem to be the answer. And I am not walking toward that thing after it flung Kota on his ass. Although that memory will live rent free in my memory forever."

I sit on the ground looking up at the tornado. I can see the opening above us. The sky looks exactly as it did when we were first surrounded. So time has either stood still or it's an illusion.

"Oh sh*t!" I jumped up. "It's not real!" I squeal.

real? How is this tornado,

to see past the magic, the glamour, the illusion, to see what's really there or not

say I believe

have any idea what that means. I don't think expected to be a part of your magic, just that you would be a badass and better than all

over me and is gone almost as quickly as Cam sits on my other side, mirroring Dakota. I giggle as I start to run my fingers through his hair too. The short stubble feels good under my nails. I look down in front of me, a space clearly left, but

don't know how this works. You have

and get over