Chapter 135

Knox's POV My hands shook as I stared at the map before me. Another day had passed, yet nothing. It was now nine days since Aria was taken. I ran a shaky hand over my face. I hadn’t eaten. I hadn’t slept. Before I met Aria, I had always had problems with sleeping, but I always had a good night's sleep whenever I slept next to her. Every second she was gone, something inside me cracked a little more. I looked out of the window, watching as the patrols hurried about. Hunter gave out orders to the warriors. Some were returning and others were heading out, but they were all in vain. Shawn stood before me, always the bearer of bad news. “Theresa had refused to help,” he said quietly. I took a deep breath as disappointment washed over me. “She was the last witch willing to even pick up our call,” Shawn added with frustration in his voice. I clenched my jaw, growling in frustration. We had contacted every witch that we knew, from far and near, but none of them had agreed to help. They all hat