The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna
It was hard, now, to see in this powerful man the remnants of the frightened but brave child who had written their thoughts in that leatherbound book.
“I want to know more.” I said, slipping into the chair in front of his desk, “I want to hear your side of the story.”
He stilled, staring down at the desk.
“Please, Gideon. Help me to understand. Tell me about how you found out about your demonblood. Tell me what will happen if you have children… if we have children.”
My plea fell into the silence of the room and I saw its ripples shake Gideon. When he raised his eyes to meet mine, he looked like a man haunted by his past.