~Samantha~
Black Moon wasn't dead. The neck snap hadn't killed him. Of course it hadn't. He was too powerful for something that simple to work.
We'd barely gotten Dominic loaded into the vehicle when Black Moon appeared in the mill doorway. Standing. Whole. Like Killian hadn't just broken his neck.
"Did you really think that would work?" His laugh echoed across the clearing. "I've survived worse. Much worse."
"Impossible." Killian was barely conscious but he saw it too. "I felt the bones break."
"Bones heal. Especially when you have shadow magic coursing through your veins." Black Moon walked down the mill steps. Casual. Unhurried. "You should know that better than anyone, cursed one."
"Everyone back in the mill!" Reynold was already moving. "Defensive positions!"
"No." I grabbed his arm. "Get Dominic to the vehicles. Get the twins to safety. We'll hold him off."
"Luna, you can't do this alone."
I pushed him toward where Dominic was being carried. "Go!"
