“Is he dead?” she asked, concern written into her features, though she didn’t seem to care that she was butt naked and covered in blood. “I just look it,” Orion growled, shoving himself up as his broken bones finally fused back together. “Good. Because your girl would have been pissed at me if you’d died on my watch, stronzo.” Rosalie grinned then turned and took a running jump onto Dante’s back as he swept past again.