LOGINGideon’s hand slid from my wrist to my waist, his fingers splaying against my side. He pulled me closer until my chest was touching his, our legs tangling together under the water as we treaded.I heard Sebastian’s sharp intake of breath, and then he was right behind me, nearly touching me now.I lo
Avery’s POVGideon stared at me like he had just seen a ghost, and Sebastian wasn’t much better. His mouth was hanging open slightly, his eyes wide.“What?” I asked, treading water. “You look like you’ve never seen someone take a swim before.”“We thought you were dead,” Gideon said.“I almost was.
I turned to the rogue and rolled my neck. “Don’t worry. I will.”The rogue lunged.I sidestepped and caught him by the wrist, twisting hard. He yelped and tried to pull away, but I held fast. I drove my knee into his stomach, and he doubled over, gasping.“Where is she?” I snarled.He spat blood at
Gideon’s POVSebastian and I stepped out of the tent, back into the mud and the rain, and looked around.“Which way?” he asked.I crouched down and pressed my hand to the ground. The rain had washed away most of the tracks, but there were still faint impressions in the mud. Bootprints, heading furth
Avery’s POVMy lungs burned. Every breath felt like swallowing glass and my muscles ached, but I forced my legs to pump faster.Behind me, I could hear him crashing through the underbrush. He was fast, and he was getting closer. I heard his footsteps pounding just behind me. I didn’t dare to look ba
Another rogue lunged at me from the side. I released the first one and spun, catching the second mid-air. We went down in a tangle of limbs and teeth, rolling through the mud. It clawed at my face, trying to get to my eyes. I jerked my head back and bit down on its leg, crushing bone and tendon. It
Gideon was right next to me again, his handsome face inches from mine, and he didn’t look happy. “Explain.” he grated out between clenched teeth. “Uh…” I stammered. Why did he have to be all up in my space? “Ok. Why did you want to come to Silvermoon today?” Gideon exhaled slowly, but indulged
Avery’s POV The pack library bore some similarities to the records room in the basement. Both were packed to the brim with information. Whereas the records room had boxes of files, the library had more bound books, but both boasted a copious amount of dust. I mused that one might be able to tell
I didn’t have an immediate answer, so I just indicated for her to follow me out into the garden once more. I handed her a hoe and led her over to where the diseased plants were. “These plants are sick, so we need to pull them up and burn them.” I instructed, handing her a pair of gloves and puttin
“Who told you that the angelica flowers were traditional?” Gideon asked, voice flat. I hesitated. I knew who it had been, but I didn’t want to implicate her. It had been Madelyn who had given me the info and allayed my suspicions when I’d found the unusual flowers. From our conversation the ot







