Chapter 84 I‘m Sorry, But You’ve Got the Wrong Person I couldn‘t put the operation or my men‘s lives in danger. We were in enemy territory, after all. I decided to end the mission and go back to our base to plan out our next move. But as I retreated, I knew one thing was for certain. I would get Rosalie back. I had to wonder, though: how would she react when she saw me again–knowing what I had intended to do to her? Was there any way that she could ever forgive me? And if not… What would I do? *** Night after night, I ventured back to Rosalie‘s garden, lurking within the shadows of the thick canopy, hoping for something– anything to let me know again what I saw was real. Even though Soren was on the island at the moment, he had proven more than capable of protecting himself so far. We had to adjust our schedule. My men would continue to infiltrate the property and perfect our operation plan, and I just had to find a way to get him to slip up. Every man had his weakness. Richard‘s report said that they expected Soren to leave again for a few more days. We would have to wait at least until the next time he returned. So we wouldn‘t move forward with the plan tonight. ‘You‘re not coming with us?‘ Richard asked through the mindlink. ‘No. Take the others and do another perimeter sweep.’ Soren wasn‘t here, and the patrol wasn‘t being as thorough as usual. I had no doubt that Richard could handle it by himself. I stayed in the shadows outside of her garden. My eyes automatically searched for her, longing to see her once more. Thad spent most nights around Rosalie’s house ever since I found out she was still alive. The desire to be close to her was strong, and I would continue to return every night, if I had to, until I was able to have her within my arms once more. And tonight, I was prepared to do it again. The warmth of her laughter filling the air spurred a desire in me to erase all distance between us. Standing at the tree line, I watched as Soren exited the cottage, and climbed into his car. His presence alone caused my jaw to clench. I wanted him gone, but now was not the time. Especially not when Rosalie was present. “Good night!” her sweet voice called out, and I wished bitterly that I was the one she was talking to. My eyes chased her figure. She wore a white dress, with her hair cascading down upon her shoulder. Even from that far away, I found myself amazed by her natural beauty. The desire to run to her now and take her away from the place grew, but I knew I could not afford to scare her away again. I couldn‘t allow myself to cause her pain anymore. She didn‘t deserve that after everything she had been through., I hid in the shadows. Just seeing her from far away, knowing that she was still in this world, meant more than anything to me. However, if Soren had her here, it wasn‘t without reason. Innocent as she was, she couldn‘t recognize the danger she was really in. From deep within the forest, I moved forward slowly. Even being just a step closer to her made me and my wolf unbelievably joyful. Disappointment filled me as I watched her step back into her room. I was aware she would probably head to bed soon, and it meant I would not be able to lay my eyes on her gorgeous face again. At least, not for the rest of this evening. As the light in the house turned off, a sigh of exhaustion left my lips. Talso needed to head back to get some sleep. I was here on a mission, and I could not allow myself any room for mistakes due to tiredness. Once again, I prepared to depart from Rosalie‘s Cottage. But my wolf seemed to sense something different in the air. The salty kiss of the sea blew in our favor, bringing us the protection of darkness. Would tonight be any different from previous nights? …
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