Chapter 140: The Prospect of Death

Andrea's POV

The prospect of death terrified me more than anything else. I had no idea I was such an idiot to believe Alpha Gideon was stupid; Lucas attempted to show me the indications, but I was blind and obstinate.

I sat on the chilly tiles of the cell I was in, and my body shivered from the cold; I hadn't clothed properly before being hauled to this dirty area. I knew that if Alpha Gideon doesn't kill me, the cold will, and I don't want to die.

I couldn't stand it any longer because my bones were weak, and my teeth were clattering and almost sinking into my dry lips. I crept over to the iron bars and said, "Guards! Guards!"I yelled at the top of my lungs, and after what seemed like ages, the guard appeared.

His brow furrowed, fury coursed through me, and I fisted my palm angrily, knowing this wasn't the moment to be upset about how I was perceived. I sighed and looked up at him, "I'm cold, I need a good pair of clothes," I stated, waiting for him to rush along and provide m