Mia's Pov

"Going somewhere?" My breath hitched, my hands halted on the door knob that was going to lead us out of this hell hole before a very similar voice made its way to my ears.

Slowly turning back, my eyes fell on Balthazar standing at the end of the living room wearing a smirk, his hands tucked behind him as he looked composed as ever.

Behind him stood the leech and, of-fucking-course, the snitch Desmond. Calm down Mia, think! Think quick!

"Dad!" I exclaimed, pulling Anastasia before me to lock her throat between my arm and my chest. "This bitch! She was trying to escape. Good thing you are...