Under an Endless Moon (Moonlit Ridge, #2)

by A.L. Jackson

I’ve fought that love for seven years, and the only thing it did was hurt her, and you can hate me for it, but I refuse to fight this love for a second longer. We’re going to get her back, then I’m never going to let her go.”

“I know it was you,” he seethed, getting close to my face. “They blamed it on the Demons, but I know it was you. You, little bitch. You killed my brother and the others, didn’t you?”

Then I’d been riddled with desperation when I’d found him on his knees, Gideon pointing a gun and getting ready to shoot. I hadn’t thought twice about it. I’d opened fire. As if I wouldn’t protect Otto the way he’d always protected me. As if I would hold an ounce of remorse over it.

Only Raven had pushed to her knees, and I saw a flash of metal. A blade. She had Gideon’s knife, and she drove it straight into Sienna’s stomach right before she got to me.

“It was you.” My throat clogged off, and he hugged me tighter. “You were the one who saved me. Gave me a new lease on life.” I peeked up at him. “Because I always knew you were destined to spend this life with me.”