Drawn into Liam's embrace, Alice shivered as she was pressed tightly against him. Her eyes dreamy as his lips bushed hers. But the kiss never came? Slight disappointment crashed through the tailor, followed closely by thrill as his lips skimmed her cheek down to her neck. How daring of him! Alice could only lean her head slightly to grant him more access to what he seemed to seek. Breathing in his scent as she felt his lips close on her neck. This was merely a bit more of a odd romance, it wasn't like Alice had read about such things before. Though she'd been in one or two romantic situations her family scared the suitors away.

Though what followed was not exactly what had in mind. Not in the slightest. The woman had gone from a small gasp, to a prettified scream of pain. It felt like two hot knives pierced her neck, as blood flooded down her shoulder. The warm red liquid she needed to survive. Alice didn't know she was screaming, didn't know her voice was her own. She just heard the bloody- pun not intended- shriek of terror and pain. The scream that violated the night's quiet bliss a moment before. Struggling, Alice tried. She really did try to get this man- to get Liam Enduro off her. But her arms shook and her legs gave out as that scream wound down. Dying as the wailing woman felt herself fading. Giving pathetic hoarse whimpers, Alice struggled to remain abreast of the pain and weakness that was swamping her. Dragging her into the depths. She needed to scream! But all she could do was whimper and cry! The tears slid from her green eyes and down hr cheeks into Liam's hair.