Chapter 18

Mia

I couldn’t bring myself to move my legs, no matter how hard I tried. I spotted the last guy standing over a very bruised Anastasia. Her face was under his booted foot, as he applied great force to torment. She cried in pain as I saw her nose bleeding, her cheeks and lips busted. Fuck!

“You bitches are going to regret this!” He took his wand up to finally finish her off, but I couldn’t let it happen just yet. My head felt heavy, black dots appeared in my vision every few seconds. With whatever energy I had left in me, I raised my hand to cast another blazing shot at him, but then something happened. My hand froze in the air.

“Enough, you brat!” I heard him shout at me, as he squeezed Anastasia’s face further under his foot. His wand was pointed in my direction as he slowly turned to look at me, not letting go of Anastasia. “Just because you learned to do that, does not mean you have conquered the art of witchcraft just yet, Mia. It takes time and practice,” he mocked. “But most