The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 100 Avery's POV "Gideon, we need to talk." | rapped on the door to his office, hearing the shuffling of papers inside. | opened the door slowly and breathed a sigh of relief as | saw that the Nightwolf Alpha was finally alone. | had been trying to find a time to have our serious discussion for the last two days. Our wedding was tomorrow, but every time | had hunted Gideon down he had been helping the recent survivors from the Rogue King's raids, or visiting with the girl who claimed to be his fated mate. | hated her. | hated that | hated her.

She was a victim who had done nothing wrong, yet every time she was in the room my hackles rose and | felt the urge to snap at her. | had been trying to avoid her ever since she'd arrived. It made me feel like a monster. This young woman had been subjected to the same abuse | had been when I was kidnapped, and she didn't have the benefit of Gideon showing up to save her. Silvermoon pack had been the ones who had cleared out ---- the rogue infestation and discovered these kidnapped women. She had been the rogues' prisoner for weeks, it sounded like, and she was still recovering.

| knew | should respect that and give her grace, but the truth was the timing was horrendous. Gideon and | were due to be married within 24 hours, and now it felt like everything was in the air once again. "Come in." Gideon gestured, busily writing something in a ledger. I closed the door behind me and hovered, standing. "Sit down, Avery." Gideon said, finally looking at me. His gaze was sharp and focused, and | hated that a part of me breathed a sigh of relief at having his full attention at last. Every time his mate was in the room his eyes had been glued to her. It made me feel invisible.

of me - the new Luna who was trying her best to grow. Now it felt very stupid that I had ever thought | would be something more than that outcast girl. | had let my dreams, and my ego, inflate. "are the preparations for the wedding almost done?" Gideon asked. ---- | paused, not expecting that question. "Are... you still intending on marrying me?"

She had a name. She had a former pack. She was a person. A person who had gone through a traumatic event that separated her from her true mate. | squeezed my eyes shut and kept telling myself that hating her wasn't fair. It wasn't her fault. When | opened my eyes, Gideon had gone back to his papers. "Was that all you came to ask?" He asked, moving

had so many questions and no clarity. "| thought..." | trailed off, not able to say what | wanted to ask. "You thought she would become my Luna?" Gideon raised his eyebrows, "| don't know that she'd have the aptitude for it. She is ---- very young and she needs to heal first." "Besides," he glanced at me, "I told you that this was a marriage of convenience to