C11 Her demands

Arabella's POV

The sound of the gunshot reverberated in the air.

I fell to my knees, Alpha Luciano following me, his hands intertwined with mine. The gun fell out of my grasp.

The moment I had taken the shot, I'd known he would take the gun from my hands in seconds so I pulled the trigger.

Blood coated my hands and I strangely wanted to laugh