#Chapter 221: Partners in Crime

Robert’s Pov My eyes are swollen shut. Not that it matters much anyway, even if I could open them fully there isn’t much to see except four stonewalls and a leaky ceiling and even that is poorly lit. I don’t know how long it’s been, days at least. It’s been long enough that I’ve lost any resemblance of hope that the Pack would be coming for me. They’ve been trying to get rid of me for years now and this just happened to fall perfectly in their lap. I bet Almara’s comment about me being a traitor was preplanned between her and her beloved fated mate. The thought makes me laugh out loud and then the realization that I probably look crazy makes me laugh harder. Whatever. It’s not like anyone can hear me anyways, or if they can they pretend that they can’t. Maybe I should’ve been a traitor, that would’ve worked out better in my favor. I certainly wouldn’t be stuck here that’s for sure. The sad thing is, I can almost guarantee that I felt them howl for me. Something inside me picked