**Rosalie’s POV**
All of sudden, the body weight on me was lifted, and my wrists were released.
Almost at the same time, a soft blanket was thrown over my body.
I snapped my eyes open in disbelief.
He stopped. Why?
My gaze went to his face as he propped himself up on the bed. His expression seemed distant, and maybe a little concerned—I wasn’t sure.
Then I watched as he pulled back and pick up his clothes.
I could see the broadness of his back, the curves and firmness of every muscle. There was nothing but power radiating off of him. He was the largest, yet finest man I had ever seen.
As he buttoned his shirt, I realized what a coward I was.
I had ruined it…
No, I couldn’t fail this task. I couldn’t disappoint him. I had to do this!
If I didn’t, what would happen to my pack, my father... and me?
Panic rose in me. I got up as quickly as I could and grabbed the bottom edge of his shirt before he got the chance to tuck it back in.
