ARIA’S POV

“Logan, you have a visitor,” Violetta announced as we walked into the tent.

“You came,” he did not turn around. He spoke like he was expecting me.

“I feared for my children,” I responded with a shaky voice.

“Common! You didn’t really think I would do anything to hurt them, did you?” He turned around slowly and at the same pace walked towards me.

“I don’t know what to think, Logan.” I inched backwards, “I don’t know what you’re capable of anymore. I don’t even recognize you.”

He paused, now about two arm's length from me, with a very disturbing smirk on his face. “Don’t do that. You...