But as I took one step into the tunnel that led toward our freedom, a blood-curdling scream rang out from the passage that ran down to maintenance. Pain flared through my body again and I crumpled forward with a sickening realisation. Sin hadn’t hurt me in his Belorian form, I’d been feeling her pain all along. How could I have been so fucking stupid? “Rosalie needs us,” I gasped through the pain. Before I could think, I was stripping out of my clothes and running in her direction with Sin Wilder beside me and a common cause uniting us. I'm coming Rosalie!
GO GET YOUR GIRL, BOYS!
