The door creaked open, and Stefan stepped in, with Aaron by his right and Wendy—who had sprayed that stuff on me—by his left. A surge of fury rose within me at the sight of her.
"How dare you?" I hissed, breaking free from the chains with a force that sent me charging toward Wendy. I slammed her against the wall, my hands tightening around her throat, ready to snap it.
Her eyes widened in shock as she tried to use her witch's powers against me. "Witch," I whispered, "Your tricks don’t work on me."
She hesitated, then gave up, her powers fizzling out. I threw her harshly onto the floor, my chest heaving with anger.
The others shifted nervously as I turned to face them, my fury still boiling beneath the surface. But I walked calmly back to the chair, sitting down as if nothing had happen
