Chapter 122: Taken From The Dungeon

Ivy's POV

When I hear Spencer’s voice calling me down the hallway, for a moment I think it’s just my imagination.

But suddenly, a wave of unease sweeping over me, I turn my head to see Spencer and Sylvia standing just a couple paces away from my cell. Sylvia is hovering a couple steps behind Spencer, shrinking back against the wall. For some reason, the moment she sees me, her eyes widen in horror and fear.

“Spencer!” I call out excitedly, beaming at the sight of him.

When I lock eyes with him, though, I realize there isn’t a trace of love in his eyes–all I can see is pure anger.

My heart plummets.

His gaze, sharp as an arrow, is locked onto me and Alpha Leo. I quickly realize that, with the way I’m standing next to Alpha Leo, along with the angle Spencer is standing at, from his perspective it must look like I’m pressed up against Alpha Leo’s chest.

And his shirt is barely more than threads. At this point, he’s almost entirely shirtless.

A chill sweeps over me as I take in the wa