Chapter 29: The War of the Alphas

Ava

It’s been hours since we arrived at this garbage dump, and my hands are numb from being tied for so long. My stomach growls, but I choke down the hunger, never letting my eyes leave Nathan as he paces the dirt floor.

My mom next to me also watches him, her silver eyes so much brighter than his.

Jenna has lost all of her strength. She’s slumped over against the wall, the iron poisoning her as each minute passes.

The moon outside passes under a group of clouds, making shadows dance on the floor.

Nathan is too preoccupied with his arriving “guest” to pay too much attention to us. He hasn’t noticed that I’ve managed to pick the lock of my handcuffs using a nail I found on the floor. It’s an old trick my dad taught me.

When my hands are free, I keep them secure behind my back and flick the nail to my mom. She instantly snatches it in her hand and picks her cuffs in a fraction of a second.

My parents really did make sure I was prepared for anything.