The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 13 Avery's POV The woman screamed and hinged. Gideon grabbed me around the waist, swinging me out of the way. He tucked me against his side with one arm while his other hand darted out and captured the woman's wrist as she drove her killing blow towards me. There was a sharp snap, and the woman's wrist broke within Gideon's grasp. The long, wicked knite dropped from her hand as she screamed in pain. Gideon snatched the falling knife out of the air, flipped it deftly, and drove it upward. The point of the knife entered beneath the woman's chin and slid upwards with a sickening shick.

The woman dropped to the stage, dead. It all happened so fast. I stared at the still-twitching body in horror, feeling like I might pass out. Warmth seeped into me from Gideon's chest against me where he still held me tightly to his side. It anchored me to the physical world and I felt slightly less faint. He had moved so quickly and decisively to protect me. Only one other person had ever tried to protect me like that. I used to think Ryan was a good person because he was the only one who had supported me when the others in my pack would bully me.

watching numbly as Nightwolf warriors swiftly dragged the body of

rattled by what had happened. When it came time for me to say the traditional greeting, I messed it up. "We welcome you into our heart... hearths... and promise to offer protection and selfles -... safety, for so long as you pledge your loyalty to our pack." I stammered and winced. I

become someone who is so fearful of making mistakes. I thought, stumbling my way through the next set