Her
I grit my teeth as they pull yank and push on the collar. The file rubbing repeatedly on the metal but it doesn’t seem to be doing anything anytime soon. They’ve even attempted picking the lock several times but it has been unsuccessful. It’s almost as if the collar was enchanted by a witch before placed on me. I wasn’t aware Reed knew any witches.
“Stop. You’re just hurting her.” Peter says and his beta and gamma stop immediately. I groan and try to rub the skin around my neck. Peter helps me sit up and hands me a glass of water. I’ve been here for a little over a month and we’ve had no success getting the collar off. My magic hasn’t returned and I only receive premonitions. Jade and Peter have become good friends and he turns eighteen tomorrow.
I think after I see how he reacts
