Third Person POV
Rosalie was still cursing the fact that Everly had managed to get the drop on her, her throat feeling like it was on fire, blood trickling down from her wound, unable to speak, let alone remove the b***h’s hand from her neck. She could see Lucian’s fear as he stared right at her, felt Everly begin to thrust the knife downwards and she struggled anew, only for the two of them to be bowled over by a determined Damon, who was stabbed in the process. He gave a shout, getting to his feet as Everly hissed, also standing, her face contorted in rage. Lucian moved, speeding to Rosalie’s side and helping her up, backing away with her slowly. Everly’s eyes flicked to them, her whole body vibrating with indignation.
“Oh, don’t go anywhere” she sang, eyeing Damon with contempt “Once
