The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 25 I stepped outside her cabin and nearly bumped my nose into Gideon's chest. He frowned down at me, looking furious. "Here you are." he grumbled. Gideon's POV "I'm doing everything in my power to marry Gideon as soon as possible." I had just finished tracking my fiancé to this cabin in the middle of nowhere after she scurried away, when I heard Avery's words carry easily outside the door. Wary anger flushed over me. I hadn't gotten the impression Avery had genuinely wanted to marry me, and now this felt like confirmation that it was all a plan to manipulate me.

Earlier I had been talking to Tegan when I'd felt a strange rush that I'd only felt once before. The feeling of my mystery mate drawing on my power in a time of need. It had shocked and thrilled me. It meant she was close! I had rushed down the path as the power surged, and saw a woman standing there, using the power to quell a group that was confronting her. Adrenaline and joy had overcome me. I found her! But when I got closer, the power had stopped, and it was just Avery standing there. There was no mark, and I no longer felt the pull of my mate.

I had looked doubly close at her neck, but... nothing. Disappointment had slammed into me, and the fact that Avery had snuck away immediately afterward had been even more irritation. Now I had overheard her agenda. Just like every other person in my life, it seemed she had a plan for her personal advancement using me. And to think I'd hoped for a second that she was the one I'd been searching for! Now she walked beside me, looking innocent as usual. It was terrifying how she could switch her masks so easily. Who is this person who I've agreed to marry?

relationships and people. I didn't trust easily. My judgment when it came to Avery had been that she was sweet, cute, willful, and naive. She learned quickly and she acted with her heart. That didn't match with this Avery who was angling to become my wife for unknown reasons. I hated that somehow she'd influenced me to

ceremony hall filled with high-society members from several packs in the area. Events like this were often where wolves fine-tuned their status in their individual hierarchies. There were always those who would use any method possible to climb the social ladder. I moved through the crowd as I usually did, which is to say, in the direction of the bar. The

wrong response. I thought with disgust, as the wolves' faces lit up with delight and I saw them eyeing Avery 1/2 with disdain. Bold of them to assume that it had anything to do with them. Now