Chapter 68:Desperate Schemes

(Grace's POV) The buzzing of my phone reverberated in the quiet room, even after I hastily ended the call with Thomas. I pressed the screen down onto the bedside table, trying to quell the shiver that ran through me. My fingers trembled slightly, a sign of how deeply his threats rattled me. My heart raced. Thomas was growing bolder. More restless. Before I could properly steel myself, a deep voice from the doorway sent a fresh jolt through me. "Prison?" My head snapped up. Alexander stood there, leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed and his amber eyes sharp, scrutinizing every detail of my reaction. His tone wasn’t loud, but the suspicion it carried threatened to chip away at my fragile composure. How long had he been standing there? My stomach clenched. "Oh!" I blurted quickly, forcing a small, shaky laugh. "That? It's nothing really." I waved my hand dismissively, even as my body betrayed me with a slight tremor. "Just some mischievous wolf spreading rumors... I told