The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 6 Avery's POV The handsome Alpha approached, staring at my neck. His eyes were piercing daggers honing in on my skin. The very air around him rippled with intensity as he pinned me in place with a look. Oh shit, oh shit! My instincts screamed at me to run from this predator, to avoid unwanted attention. I was vulnerable, a specimen pinned on the path before this dangerous Alpha. I yanked at the ruined collar of my dress and tried to lift it around my neck. The broken strands of beads slipped off their threads and bounced across the path as they rolled away.

The torn silk slid through my numb fingers and the collar parted to display my skin. "Show me." It wasn't a question. The Alpha's tone conveyed that he expected obedience and was used to receiving it. Then he was in my space, mere inches away. "It's n-nothing!" I protested, trying to turn away from him. I tried to cover up where the dress gaped open. "Lower your hand and prove it." Gideon's command cracked across my skin. My hand dropped away before I realized I was moving. His power was impressive and terrifying. For a long moment, we stood there.

His eyes were storm-cloud dark as he stared at my skin. My pulse was beating so hard I was sure he could see it jumping in my neck. Gideon leaned closer. He inhaled deeply, as though he was trying to breathe in my scent. "Her skin is clear, Alpha." Zara squeaked with relief. "She is unmarked and unclaimed. You must have misunderstood what you heard." I allowed myself a shuddering breath. Even though I'd seen the mark healed earlier, it had felt like Alpha Gideon could see right through me regardless. Gideon's gaze lifted from my neck to my face. His eyes flickered with suppressed emotion.

Fierce eyebrows drew together in frustration. Disappointment? I wondered. It seemed like he had been expecting something... more. What more could he want? I wondered as he stared at me with disapproval. He was impossible to read. How can I marry someone who is so closed off? I wondered. And so terrifying? Finally, Gideon released me from that intimidating stare. He turned to Zara and gestured in my direction. "You led me to believe there was a woman here who would make a suitable wife. Instead, I'm presented with this." He looked me up and down, mocking.

this situation had been within my control. Gideon's scorn was palpable as he continued, "I came to honor our treaty, yet so far all Silvermoon seems to offer are melodramatic, overdressed women." 1/3 +25 Bonus His scathing words carried easily to the wolves who lingered within earshot. The group of spectators had grown once Gideon had showed up. Everyone wanted to see who was going to be chosen, though none of them wanted to be

demanded to Zara. Compared to Gideon's authoritative tone, Ryan seemed adolescent and emotional. "It's

realized Gideon had gripped the torn fabric around my neck and was holding me up. He was so fast! I hadn't even registered he had moved. Gratefully, I caught my footing and straightened up. He must have seen what Zara did! Immediately, Gideon released me and wiped his hand on his shirt, as though he had

can try to find another woman." I snapped. "I'd rather not." Gideon growled back, "Not, if they're like your sister Zara here." His mouth sneered in a bitter twist with the bite of his words. Over his shoulder I saw Zara's face

I have a mate already." Gideon said, matter-of-factly. "So, my requirements are very low. So low, I feel like even you could meet them easily." "You don't know anything about me." I choked back. "I know all I want to." He said, coldly. "Enough of this." Gideon raised his arm and checked his watch. "I have wasted enough time already, and I have business to attend to." I couldn't believe how callously he was treating this whole

protested. My voice sounded high-pitched and frantic in my ears. A cold shot of fear was spiking at the base of my spine. This was all happening so fast, and none of it felt good. I knew almost nothing about this guy