CHAPTER 8

ANNA

"OH SHIT!"

That was the first thought that came to my head as I decorated Mitch's feet with my vomit. But I couldn't help it. I was getting more advanced in my pregnancy and soon I would not be able to hide it any longer.

I had been locked up for a week now. Draco, the beta visited me every day with food and water and some more blankets. I wondered why he was nice to me, or was he just nice to everybody?

The guards too had started to treat me a bit better. I had thought my situation was getting better, maybe I was going to go free.

But one look at Mitch and that hope dissipated as fast as it had come. His eyes still burned with hatred towards me and things I didn't know about. I was a bit surprised to see him and I suddenly felt nauseous when he walked into the cell.

I kept my gaze averted all the while he spoke in a harsh tone. I could feel myself getting more uncomfortable and he seemed to be enjoying my squirming.

When he told me to speak to him and I opened my mouth, I could