Alexander’s P.O.V.

My heart pounds in my chest as I drive toward the place, following the live location Edward sent me. I have shared the location with the cops as well.

Fear and desperation stir within me as I think about Alice, alone and vulnerable in that dangerous place. The thought of losing her, the love of my life, is unbearable.

As I burst into the warehouse, my worst fear becomes true. Jackson stands there with a gun in his hand, a twisted expression of anger contorting his face. But what I see next shocks me to my core.

Alice is there, trembling, her eyes wide with terror. My heart...