Aria’s POV

I opened my eyes slowly, wincing slightly. My eyelids felt heavy, and everything looked blurry.

My head hurt, and for a moment, I didn’t know where I was.

“What are you?” a cool voice asked quietly. It was Viktor.

I groaned before I could stop it. Of course, I was still a captive in a den of vampires. Where else would I be?

My throat burned like hell, and every inch of my body ached as if I had been trampled on, or worse. I barely managed to ...