DANTE'S POV
The room fell silent, the tension thick enough to choke on. I wanted to argue, at least try to defend myself and my family. But the words died in my throat as I looked at Aria, pale and trembling in Adam's arms.
"This isn't over," Adam said, his voice filled with a quiet threat. "Not by a long shot. You had all better pray to the Goddess that Aria and her child are okay. Because if they are not..."
He let the threat hang in the air, unfinished but crystal clear. Then, without another word, he turned and walked out the door, holding Aria protectively against his chest.
As the door slammed shut behind them, I felt like I was waking from a bad dream. But this was no dream. It was all too real. And as I looked around at the shocked faces of everyone, I realized that Adam was ri
