Swiftcurrent Creek gunning out of this place in a bullet's embrace

It took a lot of convincing on Alessia’s part for Rosalie to let the dark woman leave. The panic of letting her walk away had yet to subside, and she paced — back and forth — back and forth — trying to calm the abundant abandonment issues that had cropped up since her near death experience. Knocking on deaths door always has consequences, even if it’s just a prank.

Spinning at the sound of someone returning, Rosalie sighed in relief as her petite friend returned. Although not alone.

Nothing could prepare her for the man that had stolen her girl from her. Albeit neither had known her to be among the land of the living, it still stung. Stealing her emotions, a steady glare landed on her face. Lie held no trust for the large brute, especially considering the accident that now forced the coming meeting.