Chapter 165

ADLER

"...please stay."

Wishes came true, for here she was, just like he had yearned and groaned for. Five months of torture proved effective, he blinked, except she hadn't woken up from the dead; she had been alive but made sure Rune kept it a secret.

There and then, like a stripped movie, the occasions he had slammed his car against a wall, stayed before a loaded gun, and slammed his fist against a mirror replayed

All those times she was here, all because of one mistake he would never make again.

She stood in silence, and the trembling subsided. Her eyes welled up once more as she gazed into his, and as he gently stroked her cheek with his thumb, she drew in a deep breath.

He knew that reaction, for it had taken all of his power not to howl at the sky and pump fists into the air when he scaled her window with a stem of Lily between his lips—early years of street robbery had paid off.

She had cried herself to sleep, and on the browser was information on the wedding. On another tab wa