Aria's POV
Several minutes passed in silence as we waited in the pit. Then a voice reached my ears from above; an angry, impatient voice.
Logan.
The metal grate above us opened with a clang, and his irritable face peered through. He sneered as his eyes caught mine.
"Well, well," he jeered. "Did you hear for yourself, Aria? Your beloved mate Denderick doesn't care enough about you to search properly. You are never leaving this place!"
Logan's hands gripped my arm so tightly I could feel the bruises forming, his fingers digging painfully into my skin. "Take her child away from her!" He bellowed at Erinne.
"No!" I screamed, holding on to Edward. I tried to shy away from Erinne's hands, tried to even summon my witch powers, but nothing was working. Where was the power when I desperately
