Sofia
“Get in there, you brat,” Grandmother hisses as she shoves me into a cold, damp cell beneath the house.
I stumble forward and fall to the ground. I break my fall with my hands and hear a crack, and pain shoots through my arm.
Grandmother cackles, “That's what you get.” She slams a hard metal door bathing me in darkness save for the tiny window. “You will stay in there until those whelps are born, and then-“She trails off, and I listen as her footsteps descend.
I try doing a light spell but find I am unable to. “I guess she somehow stopped my power.” I sigh and sit on the dirty mattress I spied in the low light. There is nothing else in the room. I wrap my arms around myself as I am wearing only a thin white dress. I sit against the wall and touch my growing belly. The babies kic
