~Samantha~
Black Moon was literally falling apart and still running his filthy mouth.
His body kept tearing into strips of shadow and ash, his voice breaking with it, yet the bastard still found energy to grin at us like he had not just lost everything. “You think this ends here?” he rasped, dark smoke leaking from the cracks in his face. “Shadow does not die. It waits for a little while. Someone always answers it.”
“Shut up and die already,” I snapped, pressing both hands harder over Dominic’s chest.
“Another gate will open. You’ll die knowing you only delayed it.”
“Can somebody help me kill him thrice and cut off his tongue too?” I bit out.
Lila did not even bat an eye in his direction. “Take a good look at him. There’s nothing left to destroy because he’s gone.”
I cared more about saving my mate.
Dominic’s chest rose too shallow. My blood kept sinking into him, but the corruption fought every inch of it like a bitter ex.
