Camilla’s POV

I froze as the person obstructing our path emerged from the darkness. When I saw her face, my heart fell. Bella. The gun in her hand gleamed menacingly in the pale moonlight, and her lips curled into a ruthless smile.

"You didn't anticipate it being that simple, did you?" Bella spoke in a mocking tone, her words piercing the uncanny quiet. Mira buried her face in my chest and clung to me, her little hands shaking.

"Bella," I said, trying to maintain my composure in spite of ...