Taking action

DONA'S POV

It was hard to believe what he had just said, It was a lot to take in. but with Ryan's win streak in all his visions, I'll be a fool to gloss over this warning. I rushed upstairs, grabbing my phone to call Devon. The dial phone beeped and came to an end. He didn't pick up. 

I called time and time again, saying a silent prayer to the moon goddess that he would pick up at least once, yet despite that, I called time and time again. My calls went straight to voicemail. 

"Oh shit! This can't be good." I muttered to myself under my breath, joining Ryan in his panicked prancing around the living room. 

"We can't just sit here doing nothing, Ryan. We have to do something about this." I say, cutting the tense silence between us. Ryan's brows furrowed, tussling his hands through his hair as he replied.

"There's nothing we can do; he's out of Sapphire Ring territory, and he's not picking up. Our hands are tied."