#Chapter 390: Sweet Remorse

Olivia My eyes met those deep, red orbs from the crack between the crates, and it was at that moment that I knew. It was Alvin. But what was he doing here? And what were his motives? The last time I had seen Alvin, he was working with Ryan and the Redclaws. He had developed the ability to create fire in his palm with the snap of a finger, and he was out for vengeance. I didn’t know if vengeance was what led him here just now, or if it was something else. But either way, no matter how badly I wanted to find out, I was trapped. Jenifer’s knee was pushing into my spine, crushing me. Not only was I terrified to move because of the cold silver knife pressed to the soft skin of my neck, but I was also afraid that if I made one wrong move, she’d harm my unborn baby. The situation was already precarious enough as it was, being pinned to the floor with a hard knee pressing into my back. There was no telling what exactly she would do if I tried to struggle or speak. There wa