Battle of wills

Battle of wills

MADALINA

"Let me in!" The familiar voice from behind the heavy steel door woke me up. The guards stationed outside were ensuring that I didn't escape and, as my parents claimed, did not get even more manipulated by the werewolf who had placed his mark on my neck. Though the idea was far from my mind. I could barely concentrate and stay awake due to silver cuffs imprisoning my hands, making me feel dizzy and sluggish. How long was I locked in this room?

"I said, let me the fuck in!" The voice grew more insistent, anger seeping into his tone. I longed to reassure him that I was fine, to call out his name. But my parched mouth made speaking difficult.

The door slammed open and banged against the wall, as if hit by a wrecking ball. While, in fact, it was just my twin brother making his way to my personal prison.

"Mr Crud, your parents precisely instructed that..." The guard hurried after Alex, whose normally pale face was now switching to all colors of red.

"Fuck off befor