Chapter 39 Savanah Point of View “Savanah,” I heard whispers. “Who are you?” I woke up and looked at my surroundings, and I didn't realize that I already slept on the cold floor. “It’s me, Andrew.” My eyes widen. “What?” I hissed. “Shh, lower your voice, or else you can’t see another sunrise today. Cresia is preparing your execution.” I bit my lip. “Break that metal, and I know you can do it.” I scolded myself, remembering that I am not an ordinary wolf. I close my eyes, and the metal is broken. I grab the bars, and it instantly removes. I peek outside and saw some pack warriors. “There are guards outside. What will I do?” I ask. “Let me handle it,” I watch how he skillfully makes the guards outside and opened my cellar.  
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