ARIA'S POV
The sudden voice echoed through the hall, silencing the witches and stopping their chanting in the middle of a verse.
My breath caught in my throat as I slowly turned to see who had interrupted.
Standing there, tall and commanding, was Adam. His piercing eyes scanned the room, and his presence was like a beacon of hope in the midst of my despair. Behind him stood Finn and a dozen elite soldiers, their expressions hard and ready for a fight.
In that moment, my legs moved before I could think. I managed to break free from Mason’s grip, my heart racing as I ran towards Adam.
“Adam!” I cried, my voice cracking. “You’re here!”
Adam caught me, his strong arms wrapping around me protectively. “Aria,” he said softly, his voice filled with concern. He pulled back slightly to look
