Glinda
I have been trying to call the spirits, of which I was sure there should be many down in the dungeons, but nothing. The cells were enchanted, and I couldn’t perform any kind of magic! Not even the smallest of spells. I didn’t know why I even bothered. This was a wizard’s castle after all…
Stupid! Stupid! Glinda! How could I have fallen for the most obvious of traps and now my family would come for me and put themselves in danger? I needed to get out of there before that happened.
“A little wolf, a little wolf that thought she could outsmart all the council. What were you doing here, little wolf?” One of the witches tried to draw my attention. I looked at her walking up and down the front of the cell. Refusing to shift into my human form for fear that they might use it to their
