**Rosalie's POV
The pain I'd been feeling right before I passed out was gone; I knew that before I even opened my eyes.
But that wasn't the only thing that was different.
I tried to remember exactly what had been happening, and when visions of those rogue wolves, with their sharp teeth and red eyes, entered my mind, I sat up, my eyes flying open.
I wasn't where I expected to be.
In fact, I didn't have any idea where I was at all.
It was dark, and I was lying on a cot.
My eyes flickered around the space. I was in a tent, and the scent of the forest let me know I was somewhere deep in the woods.
My boy!
My arms frantically reached out for him, but I didn't feel my baby anywhere.
My heart was pounding with fear.
What happened to him? Had he been taken by the rogues? Was he… was he still alive?
