Melina Brin
My face contorted in anger as I stared at Vladimir, my wand dangling between his fingers. I felt like I wanted to rip off his arms for what he had done to me, to my coven, and to the Witch Mother.
"You monster!" I hissed through my teeth with rage. "What have you done to my Sisters?!"
Vladimir's smirk widened as he continued playing with my wand. "Nothing... yet," he said mockingly as he twirled it in his fingers. His cold and calculating gaze sent shivers of fear down my spine as I realized that Pyotr and I were at his mercy. We were completely at his disposal, and there was nothing we could do to stop him from taking whatever action he chose.
A chill ran down my spine as I realized what Vladimir was capable of when his anger flared. Time was running out, and I had to thin
