MasukGideon’s jaw tightened. “I looked at the stars every night. Wondering if you were alive. If you were safe. If you ever thought about me.”“I never stopped thinking about you,” I admitted. My voice came out rougher than I would have liked, but it felt good to be honest for once. “Even when I hated yo
Avery’s POVI grabbed my jacket from the chair and followed Gideon down the stairs and out the back door. The night air was cool against my skin, and I took a deep breath, shutting my eyes for a moment as the smell seeped into my lungs.“Smells good, doesn’t it?” Gideon’s voice was low, and when I o
Avery’s POVThe drive to Nightwolf took three hours. Bjorn fell asleep in the back seat halfway through, his head lolling against the window. I watched him in the side mirror, his chest rising and falling in slow, shallow breaths.Gideon didn’t say much. He kept his eyes on the road, hands steady on
“Avery, you hurt me, too,” Gideon cut me off.I snapped my mouth shut.“You kept my son from me for ten years,” he said. “You lied to me, ran from me, and made me believe I’d never have the family I wanted. So trust me when I say the feeling is mutual.”The words stung, but I deserved them. I knew I
Avery’s POVI pushed myself up from the bed as soon as I heard Bjorn’s voice. Gideon moved over to me and offered me his arm. I looked at it for a moment, then up at his face, set firm and yet threaded with a tenderness that I couldn’t ignore. Finally, I took it and let him guide me out of the room.
I looked away. I didn’t answer; I couldn’t. My throat felt too choked up, not just from my injuries, but from all of it.“Why did you keep him from me?” Gideon’s voice was barely above a whisper. “All these years, and my son was right here. Why did you lie to me?”I opened my mouth, then closed it a
“If Dierdra was just trying to be helpful, then you should find ways for her to take some tasks off your plate. She’s trying to find her place, the same way you once did. I would think you could have sympathy for that!” Dierdra simpered and reached out to grasp the arm of Gideon’s chair, “It’s been
Avery’s POVWe had entered a period of rain. Every day the pack house windows rattled in their casements as thunder rumbled all around us. Wolves darted in and out, swathed in raincoats and parkas and smelling of wet dog. I watched the rain pouring in thick channels down the glass and traced its pa
“Are things not going well with the new husband?” She asked curiously. I sighed inwardly and braced myself to answer her curious questions. “Not really. We had a… disagreement.”Sofia nodded in understanding. “Men are so much work, I find I don’t have time for them often, myself.”“Please.” I plead
Gideon looked uncertain. Nevertheless, he followed as I tugged us both towards his bed. When my calves hit the edge I laid back on the mattress and pulled him down on top of me. Despite my courage, my heart was racing a million beats a minute being in this position with him on top of me. His large







