Rosalie's POV

The pain I’d been feeling right before I passed out was gone; I knew that before I even opened my eyes.

But that wasn’t the only thing that was different.

I tried to remember exactly what had been happening, and when visions of those rogue wolves, with their sharp teeth and red eyes, entered my mind, I sat up, my eyes flying open.

I wasn’t where I expected to be.

In fact, I didn’t have any idea where I was at all.

It was dark, and I was lying on a cot.

My eyes flickered ...