Betty's POV.

I couldn’t breathe right. My hands trembled uncontrollably, and my chest burned with something sharp and hot. Xavier’s voice still echoed in my skull.

“Once you’re gone, I’ll take care of her too.”

My stomach twisted as I wiped my eyes roughly and stood.

“No,” I whispered. “We’re not leaving him here.”

Claire turned sharply. “Betty…”

“We’re rescuing him. Tonight.”

The champion exhaled shakily, glancing toward the chains. “The shackles are ...