ARIA POV
I slammed my fist on the table. "Tell me who sent you!"
The thing across from me snarled, its black eyes gleaming with hate. It looked almost human, except for the sharp teeth and black veins running across its face. We had caught it sneaking around our area last night, trying to get inside our nursery.
"You think you're safe?" it hissed. "You've only delayed the inevitable."
Kael stood beside me, his hand on my shoulder. "Don't waste your time, Aria. This thing won't talk."
"It will," I said firmly. "It has to."
Three days had passed since we saved Jaxon from the First Enemy. Three days of preparing for war against an enemy we barely understood. The Shadow Division's creatures were out there, waiting, planning. And we needed answers.
I put my hands on my belly, feeling the triplets kick. They were safe for now, but for how long?
"You want my babies," I said to the creature. "Why?"
