Waiting.
The same thing he'd been doing for weeks.
The same thing he'd done long before anyone noticed.
Long before Beast McCoy showed up and ruined everything.
His jaw tightened.
The giant Ranger was the problem.
Not Sadie.
Never Sadie.
Sadie just didn't understand.
Yet.
She would.
Eventually.
Once Beast was gone.
Once everyone stopped interfering.
Once she remembered who she belonged to.
The thought made him smile.
Down below, movement caught his attention.
Three men stood outside the ranch house.
Not Beast.
Other Rangers.
Gerald recognized them immediately.
Wolf.
Trigger.
Saint.
More problems.
More obstacles.
More people standing between him and what was his.
The smile vanished.
His grip tightened on the binoculars.
For weeks he'd tried being patient.
