Luna’s POV

Staring down the barrel of Liam’s father’s gun, I feel a surge of anger that temporarily overrides my fear. This man killed my mother, destroyed my family, and has spent years planning to steal everything that makes me who I am.

“You’re going to regret ever killing my mother,” I spit out, my voice filled with all the rage and grief I’ve been carrying for eighteen years.

Liam’s father lets out a cold laugh, his finger tightening on the trigger. “Your mother was easy ...