Sold as the Alpha King's Breeder
I said softly, letting her go and clutching the side of the mattress to pull my body upright enough to lay my gaze on Rosalie once more.
Her coloring was different. The gray tinge of her skin was blossoming in a rosy apricot once again. I held my breath as one of her fingers twitched. "Rosalie?"
She let out a low, pained moan, and I jumped to my feet.
Kacidra had scrambled to her feet as well and we were standing shoulder to shoulder as we looked down on her, tears rolling down our cheeks and dripping onto the mattress. She reached up, and in a swift, deliberate motion snatched the necklace from her chest and threw it across the room, crying out in pain as she placed her hand over her chest.