I watched as the doctor left Amyleigh's room and headed back to her surgery. My fists were clenched by my side and I felt my blood starting to boil. I wanted to punch a werewolf in the face and I knew just where to find one.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I headed past the hall, into the kitchen and through to the basement prison.
I no longer felt like the weak scared amnesia patient, I was stronger now and ready to confront anything that got in my way. Turning on the light, I made my way down to the cell. The prisoner turned from his position on the bed to look at me. His eyes were staring straight through me but I wasn't about to let him intimidate me.
"You!" I pointed to him, "come here!"
He tilted his head at me as if my words amused him.
"I said come here!" The tone in my v
