Chapter 45: Grasping at Fleeting Hope

Jody

Axton! I screamed in my mind because I couldn't move my mouth or my arms or legs. The Roulex guard stood so close to me his foul breath gagged me.

As Axton left the cell, not even saying goodbye or taking one last look at me, my heart shattered.

Why had he given up? He nearly had all the Roulex out of the way and could've escaped. Yet, even as I thought the question, I knew the answer. He'd done it to save me.

Me.

The human who'd lied to him. Who took payment from his enemy, no matter the reason, to take whatever I could from him.

It made my stomach roll.

I never wanted to feel this ache, this pain. It reminded me too much of when I lost my mom and Vivian. My throat clamped down so hard it hurt to breathe. The memory of the cries of the prisoner came flooding back. Axton had tried to distract me from the noise. But now he'd be making those awful sounds.