Chapter 194


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    ASHANTI’S POV.


    I’m sitting on my butt on the cold cell floor, leaning against the wall with my knees pulled up to my


    chest. I have been crying since I got thrown in here. My heart hurts, my head feels like someone is


    blowing awar horn in it. My face ispletely drenched with tears. I raise my head from between


    them and stare nkly at the dark wall in front of me.


    I’m being used of poisoning my opponents and attempting to poison the guest Lycan Alphas


    who were invited toe watch thepetition. Among all the usations that have ever been


    levied on me in this pack, this tops it all and it’s definitely going to be the end of me.


    Alpha Reagan is no longer interested in me, so I doubt if he’ll jump in to save me like he always


    does. My only hope now is Alpha Kyle and there’s very little he can do because the people who set


    me up definitely crafted the perfect n that will trace back all evidence to me.


    I’m going to get hanged publicly and my father will be persecuted for the rest of his life for having a


    child like me. It’s Over.


    Everything inch of my body is taut with tension. Pressure is building in my chest, pounding louder


    and faster and harder. I cannot calm the palpitations crashing my nervous


    I’m


    going to die for a crime I did notmit.


    system.


    The sound of approaching footsteps makes sirens spin in my head. I jump to my feet and rush to


    the barred cell door, looking left and right, eager to see who’s approaching so I can begin my plea of


    innocence. The footsteps be louder as the persones closer and when he finallyes to


    view and I see his face, I almost sprout out a pair of wings and fly away.


    “Alpha Reagan.” I call in a broken whisper. He steps in front of the cell and my stomach falls over.


    He’s ring at me with his wiped clean of any emotion. “I swear I didn’t do it. You know I’m not


    capable of such.” I whimper. Tears return to my eyes and spill down my cheeks like a waterfall. The


    look on his face, the unguarded strain, the flinching terror, makes me swallow dryly. “Please. I’ve


    been set up. You have to believe me.” Is all I can manage.


    “The CCTV footage shows you entering the meal room at about quarter past eleven am.” He finally


    speaks and my mind starts working like aputer to process what he just said.


    “The meal room?” I ask with creased brows.


    “Yes. The room were the meals to the served to the guest Alphas were being kept.” I look away


    from him and furrow my brows as I try to scout my brain for any memory of me going into a meal


    room at eleven fifteen am and it clicks.


    The meal room!


    +15 BONUS


    That room!


    I shoot Alpha Reagan an eager look.


    “I remember going into a room which had foot set on the table. So much food! I was even tempted


    to test some. I had no idea those were the meals for the Alphas.”


    “What did you go to do there?”


    “Someone told me Delta Kyle asked me to meet him there, but when I got there he was nowhere to


    be found. I only found outter, when Delta Kyle came to meet me himself at the dressing room,


    that it had been a prank. That’s the only reason why I went into that room.”


    “So, you didn’t put anything in the meals.”


    “No!” I deny it with all my might, tears burn behind my eyelids and a painful nod forms in my throat.


    “I would ne…” I try to speak again but my voice breaks. I attempt to swallow the knot in my throat,


    but it feels like I’m trying to swallow toothpicks. “I… I…” I stutter painfully. “I swear I would never do


    a thing like that. I’m not a murderer.”


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