LOGINGideon’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
Sweat broke out on my brow from the sudden fever break. Somewhere in my soul, my wolf was making a low, growling purr of approval.The amplitude of the magic swirling around us increased suddenly. The magic flowing through my blood was singing, a crystalline hum, but there were other notes within it
Avery’s POVThe minute the silver arrowhead pulled from the wolf’s flesh in the careful grip of my pliers, Gideon shifted. Fur and bone wavered in the nauseating, disconcerting fisheye lens of transformation, and then Gideon was crouched on the forest floor beside me.“Avery.” He said.He might have
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







