Hundred and Thirty Nine

BETH'S POV

I felt my heartbeat double if that was even possible. Sweat bathed all over my body, wetting the shirt I was currently wearing. I dare not turn around. I dared not turn to see who had held my hand. Heck, there was no need for me to, I already knew that I had been caught and all that was left was for me to face my punishment.

After days of trying to stay off course as Steve advised, after everything he had sacrificed Just to see me escape, I would be returned to the palace as an escaped prison and I know how damn well it was going to hurt him to see his mate hanged to death.

I expected my brain to react almost immediately, putting the survival instinct into action but I was calm, too calm for someone who just got caught after escaping prison. I rummaged through my brain for any survival instinct but nothing came forth, after numerous attempts, I just knew I had no other choice but to turn around and face my greatest fear.

I did.

And I knew instantly why my brain was failing