Chapter 143

Rosalie’s POV I needed to get away from Ethan. As I ran out of the tent and across the camp, my cheeks were burning with shame from what had just happened. I kept my robe pulled tight around me and headed for the solace of the forest. I couldn’t go far, though. As much as I wanted to take off and just keep running, without my boy, I could only go far enough to get the sounds of the camp out of my ears so I could think clearly for a moment. Why had I done that? Why had I let Ethan make love to me when that was the last thing I’d wanted? Not that I wasn’t willing at the time… I couldn’t deny that I was helplessly attracted to him even to this day. It was just that I wanted to fight it, fight the desire for him. I knew better than to let my emotions carry me away, and I’d given in to his wanton desire. He had done so much to hurt me! From treating me like a tool, to planning to kill me, to using me to get to Soren… All of those things added together made me feel like I should hate him and