ASHANTI'S POV.The moment Alina's father ordered for the doors to be locked, I knew something was going to go wrong, but I didn't think it was going to be this serious. I'm being accused of poisoning and concrete evidence has been found on me. If Alina loses her baby, a murder charge will be added o
REAGAN'S POV.“You called.” Kyle announces the moment he walks into my office. I stop pacing and face him. The conversation I had with the elders a while ago has left me in a very bad mood.My heart is heavy and strained. I have very few people on my side and one of them is this man standing before
KYLE'S POV.Everytime there's a gathering, my sister cooks up something that will ruin the mood and get people into danger. She's so good at this and I hate her so much for it. On my way home, my mother called me, wailing and screaming about how Alina had lost the pregnancy and also commanding me t
KYLE’S POV.“I'm all ears.” Her soft voice comes through. I clear my throat and adjust on my seat again.“Um… I uh…” The back of my neck heats just as the thought of how she'd react after I say what I want to say. It's not a very pleasant thing and I can only hope she doesn't get too upset. My hand
ASHANTI'S POV.My eyes snap open and I squint up at the early morning light peering through the small window hanging above on the other end of the wall. It appears I spent the night on the floor where it smells like ice and metal and dirt. My flesh is numb from all the cold that has sipped into my b
ASHANTI'S POV.The moment the guard is out of sight, my eyes travel back to the tray sitting on the floor below. My stomach rumbles at the side of the dishes. I am famished, but there's no way I'm putting any of that into my mouth. My mind travels to Alpha Reagan and I curse him again for not markin
ASHANTI’S POV.Everyone keeps talking about their plans and their plans to make news plans but I don't see anything happening. I'm still locked up in this God forsaken cell and everyone out there still thinks I'm a cold blooded murderer.“Tess.” I call, shaking my head. “I don't know how to feel or
ASHANTI'S POV.Shortly after Tessa leaves, the heavy footsteps return, but this time around it seems it's not just a pair of feet approaching, but at least two or three. Still seated on my butt, I stare up hopefully at the door, wishing in my heart for it to be Alpha Reagan this time around, but it