Shelby's P.O.V

"But I mean, that's cats for you! I'm so glad she hasn't brought in a mouse yet, I wouldn't be the biggest fan of Star carrying a rodent around the place," I was saying to Callum. "I mean, not to be rude or anything."

Callum snickered. I opened my mouth to say something when I was suddenly swooped up into the air. Meghan pulled me up onto her ghost wyvern, Choco0o. "What the hay, Meghan! Why would you just do that?" I exclaimed.

"We... got places to go..." Meghan replied hesitantly. "He needs to see you. They can't come."

"What has gotten into you?!"

"Meghan! Shelby!" Yammy shouted from the ground. "Get back down here!"

Callum suddenly popped up behind us, Lizzie and Jack in front of us. They pulled Choco0o back down to the ground. Meghan clearly looked angry. But at the same time... distressed? "What the heck was that for?! I thought we were staying together!" Scott exclaimed. I opened my mouth to talk, but Meghan beat me to it. "Why don't you all just go home?!" she shouted.

"What? Why?"

"Just because! Shelby and I are independent, we can take it all on ourselves!"

"Why can you go?"

"Because I need to keep her..." Meghan mumbled a bit to herself that I didn't catch. 

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

I grabbed Meghan's arm and began pulling her away from the group. "Stay here. Meghan and I need to talk. Alone," I demanded to the others. They listened, obviously scared of my tone. 

"What was that all about?!" I asked.

"I-I..." Meghan stuttered.

"Got nothing to say, huh?"

"I-I'm sorry, okay! I had to! I... I don't wanna die, Shelby. I don't want him to get rid of me, Shelby."

"Who?"

"Him. From season one."

"The Mystery Man? He hasn't sent anything to anyone other than me for years, I'm sure it's fake."

Meghan pulled an envelope out of her pocket. It was glowing purple.