#Chapter 214: Midnight Escape

Ava I paced my cell, my bare feet cold against the stone floor. My mind raced, trying to make sense of it all. Surely, Winston wouldn’t actually sentence us to death. It seemed impossible that a modern-day Alpha, no matter how old-fashioned, would resort to such extreme measures. But the cold fury in his eyes when he had given the order... I shuddered, wrapping my arms around myself. “He won’t do it,” I said to Chris, who I could hear pacing his cell on the other side of the hallway. “He won’t go that far.” Chris snorted in response. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Ava.” I shook my head. “He won’t,” I repeated. “He won’t.” But as the hours ticked by, what little hope I had began to fade. Winston never came to negotiate, never came to go back on his word or even try to hear my side of the story. Goddess, I was a fool. “I’m sorry, Chris,” I choked out. “This is all my fault.” There was a brief silence before he replied, “It’s not. You d