The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 73 Avery's POV | stared in disbelief at the jacket tossed on my bed. It was clearly Gideon's, but the room reeked of a familiar perfume, and the note that had been sitting on top of the leather left no room for guesswork. "Dear Avery, Oops, | did it again. Guess you just can't keep a man to save your life. Are you even trying? Your Alpha was practically begging for me after having to deal with you for a few weeks. | just had to let him get a taste. He was soooo thirsty.

I guess Nightwolf pack might get a new Silvermoon Luna after all | would be gone before that happens, if | were you Xoxo Zara" What did this mean? Had Zara slept with Gideon? | couldn't believe it, but here was his jacket, saturated with her ---- perfume. Panic pounded in my ears. The room swam around me. My thoughts were scattered as my eyes scanned the note over and over again. | wanted to believe that this couldn't happen again, that | was safe here. But it was becoming obvious that | would never be safe so long as Zara knew where | was.

Even if she was lying, she was devious and persistent, and it was only a matter of time before she did manage to ruin my life again. And why wouldn't Gideon consider her as his Luna instead? She had all the same advantages | had to fulfill his traditional requirements. She would probably be happy to do it, whether he had a true mate out there or not! Zara had never let being a homewrecker stop her yet. | supposed it was admirable, in a fucked up way. She went after whatever she wanted with all she had. And here | was, trying to play it safe in the middle.

own happiness and stop trying to please people who kept hurting me? The thought cut me to my core. | had wanted to believe, after seeing how he ran his pack, that Gideon was some rare sort of honorable Alpha. ---- But he wasn't. He was just doing what he needed to do,

it, then stop by the kitchens and see if | could secretly pack some travel supplies. | was sad to be leaving. There were people here, like Anna and Madelyn, that | would

sight. ---- | didn't want to see him.

resolutely down the forest path like she owned the place. | wondered where she was going at this time of night. The moon was just rising but it was already late in the night. | had been trailing her since she had snuck out the door of the pack house

drawn up on her jacket which was convenient as it blocked her view of me

was like the scent of getting home and knowing that something good was cooking. It didn't matter what it was; it was more like knowing that someone was there and looking out for you. | could see why Gideon kept sniffing the air every time we passed through a room she'd been in. Not for the first