“Terrero,” I hiss as I pull the blade out so her blood can flow freely. “You never stood a chance.” I bury the KA-BAR into her side, where her lung is. “I’m marrying your daughter. Isabella is mine.” I watch as her eyes widen for a moment, filling with rage. “Fucking die.” Isabella tightens her hold, letting out a growl as she yanks back, and then there’s a sickening crack as she snaps her mother’s neck.
