Endora's POV
Where the hell am I? Why am I in a cell? f**k did I look for trouble with the cops again? I hope not. I can not remember what I did last night and how I ended up in a cell. I know I need to use my magic to remember, but as much as I try, my magic does not seem to work. I need a drink! My head feels like a thousand marching bands are playing inside it, and I feel weak and shaky. My hands are trembling. I need to get out of here, but there is only a tiny window at the top of the cell. I will never fit there, and I can not use my magic for some reason. Some of my memories come back from last night. The hybrids! f**k, are they from the pack that the vampires want to attack? Did they catch me, and are they keeping me as a prisoner in this cell? Of course, they are! Damn, I would h
