Chapter 85 Evil Conspiracy

• Gabriel
• My legs moved uncontrollably. The sound of my jittering feet echoed like my grandmother’s sewing machine, constant and fast. Time and time again, I had to unclench my fists to relax and think about what would happen in my future.
• A year in prison? No longer being an alpha? Even Alexa had left me. Nothing remained except that treacherous bitch. How could she still cling to me like a weed latching onto the tree?