Chapter 87 Ethan…Apologized?!
“Ouch!” I took a step backward, rubbing my forehead, trying to sort out in my mind what had just happened.
“I‘m sorry, Rosalie!” he whispered, and for a moment, I thought I had to be mistaken.
I thought it was Ethan I had run into.
It smelled like him.
It felt like him.
When I glanced up at him through my eyelashes, it looked like him.
But when I heard those two words come from between his lips, I thought I had to be mistaken, and Soren must‘ ve come back early from his trip.
There was no way in the world that Ethan would‘ve told me he was sorry about anything.
“Are you all right?” he asked me, still keeping his voice quiet.
I pulled my hand away from my forehead and gazed at him. The moonlight fell over him like a lighthouse beacon, calling me home.
I couldn‘t allow myself to fall for this siren‘s song.
“Y–yes. I‘m okay,” I grumbled in a low voice. “Not that you care.” I was just glad I‘d whipped around head first and hadn‘t hit my baby bump against his muscular physique. “Why are you here?”
His eyes widened as if he was hurt by my question.
“I came to see you,” he said, moving toward me.
“Don‘t!”
I put up my hand and took a step back, and he didn‘t move any closer to me. “I don‘t understand why you‘re here at all, Ethan.”
He sighed. “Rosalie, all that time, everyone was trying to convince me that you and the baby were dead, but I knew in my heart that you weren‘t. I had to see for myself that you weren‘t.”
I folded my arms under my chest. “Well, you‘ve seen it. Here we are. Not dead.”
He pressed his lips together, and I saw his jaw flex, which let me know he was debating how to respond. “You‘ve changed, Rosalie.”
“Yes, I have, for the better.” I replied. “Now that your mission is accomplished, could you please leave?”
truly what
was deep and low, as if he was unsure of what
sure I was ready for, but I had already spent a great
I went with
can see, I have a new life here. I have a home. I have a job. I have friends.” I paused and looked him in the eye. “I have people who are kind to
pained. I saw him wince a little when I said
I wasn‘t through. I could feel all of the anger I‘d been carrying around with me since
and you just wanted to see that I am alive, then you‘ve gotten what
much at once, but I had to spit it all out; otherwise, I may not have the
on the islands, go ahead and finish it. But you have no reason to come back here to see
want him to see me cry. I didn‘t want him to know I wasn‘t one hundred percent sure of my
to know a part of me wanted to throw myself back into his arms the way I had the night before when I‘d
to yell at me, ordering me to do something. But to my surprise, when he
you‘ve moved on, and you don‘t want to be with me, that you‘d rather be with that other guy… fine. I‘ll leave you the h*ll alone. But
I said. But my words were not spoken with
at the corners of his
seen the way you look out the window and how your eyes traced the bushes. I see the way you‘re looking at
He took a breath.
you for hating me, Rosalie. I don‘t blame you for being scared. But if you‘ll give me another opportunity, I promise you, I‘ll show you that I am truly sorry for the mistakes I‘ve
you.”
a long moment, dumbfounded, as I contemplated what
the second time in one day, I had heard Alpha Ethan say he was sorry. It was a lot to
clearly wasn‘t processing
sorry?” I asked him. “You‘re
up inside of me, and like a dormant volcano that had held onto too much pressure for too long, all of my rage suddenly erupted to
I‘ll just go ahead and drop everything that I‘ve got going on here, and
said, looking down at the ground and
you‘re sorry, and you express that in a haphazard way, in passing, as simply as possible, I‘m willing to go back with you and be your breeder, your thing on the side, while you marry that other woman, and go on with the privileged life that you
I‘m here because I want to be with you. Madalynn means nothing to me. You
him, as if he couldn‘t believe I would be
to drop the responsibility King James and your pack have placed upon you
will do it for you,” he said, his eyes locked
wanted to believe him. I
abandon
deep breath, and then continued
enough that you‘ve snuck off behind your
by what I said, and shook his head. “What? No, I don‘t love
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