Third Person POV
Lucian let his fangs grow out and then swiftly bit into Rosalie’s wrist, hard, before he could change his mind, drinking her blood and tasting the poison that flowed through her blood, making a face as he swallowed it. His body would expel the poison naturally, so he didn’t fear imbibing it. He licked the wound and put her arm back on the bed before tearing into his own wrist, ignoring the pain that went with it, the blood trickling down his hand as Damon reached over and forced her mouth wide open. Lucian held his wrist over her mouth, letting the blood slowly trickle in, Rosalie’s mouth automatically swallowed the liquid as it trailed down her throat. He kept it going for as long as he could, wanting her to drink as much blood as possible, in order to regain her strengt
