Aria's POV
I sat on the edge of the small, stiff bed in the dim room, feeling like a prisoner in my own life. My heart was heavy with misery.
How did I end up here? A mate I never wanted, a life of constant fear. My heart ached for Edward, wondering where he was and if he was safe. And yet, all I could do was sit here, staring blankly at the walls, waiting for something-anything-to happen.
Then I heard it.
Voices, muffled at first, but growing louder, angrier. My heart leaped in my chest as I rushed to the door, pressing my ear against the cold wood. The voices outside were frantic, guards marching past my door in a rush. I could hear Logan's voice, louder and angrier than the rest, barking orders at them. He was furious, though I couldn't make out why.
My heart began to thunder in
