Sophia's POV
I was staring at them through the glass, wishing that I could just snap my fingers and kill them all.
Especially my mother. She was the one who created this room. I could feel her magic in here. I could feel it against my skin and it was driving me crazy.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t use my magic in here. The spell was blocking it and driving me insane. I could still feel my own magic, but it was too far away and I couldn't reach it. I couldn't find the source of it. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack. I knew it was there, but I had no idea where to look. I had no idea where to even start.
But I would find it. I would find it and destroy this room, their pack, and their entire lives.
I would get my revenge. They were fools if they thought that they could just lock me up in here.
I kept my eyes on the man who was supposed to be my mate. I felt his fear and it disgusted me. How was I ever in love with him? He was pathetic.