We were standing in a bloodbath of inmates I'd killed savagely. There was no disguising that and I didn't even dare let myself think about the world awaiting me beyond this chamber of death. Despite the terrifying reality of what I’d done, I was also standing in my darkest fucking fantasy. Rosalie wrapped around me, aching for me while the room ran red with blood around us. It was a Vampire’s wet dream and not one I’d ever imagined would really happen. But fuck, here I was. And there was no chance of me turning away.
