The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 88 Gideon's POV "W-what? Your brother? The pack doctor?" Avery tilted her head, confused. The softness of... whatever she'd been doing in the moonlight was falling away as she tucked her robe around herself. "Yes. My brother. Hudson. Don't see him." "Ok, but why?" She acquiesced so easily that something in my core loosened. She genuinely seemed confused as to why | was asking. "He was acting strangely anyway. | wasn't sure if | should mention it, but | don't think | want to see him regardless.' Her words made me want to embrace her all over again. But she wasn't my mate.

Best not to confuse the matter further. "Is something wrong?" Avery asked. "Not at all," | said, tamping down the feelings. | didn't want to have to explain it all. "You disappeared." "Ah." She looked a bit embarrassed. "! was trying..." Her voice faded off, as though she wasn't sure she wanted to say. She ---- gestured at the woods. | looked around at the lit candles, smelled the rich herbal aroma of crushed rosemary and mint. "Are you... summoning a demon?" | asked. Avery laughed, a lovely sound. "No, no. Just trying to commune with the Moon Goddess." She looked at me, shyly. "|... wasn't sure how I was able to help you with your wound. I'm trying to learn more so | can do it on demand." That was such an admirable goal that | was taken aback slightly. And | had barged in here with my temper at its max. | felt a little ashamed | cleared my throat, "Well, any luck?" She frowned, "I'm not sure. | felt something... but there's no one here needs healing." That was an excellent point. One | needed to hammer home. "You can't be out here alone. It's not safe." "| was barely out of sight of the house!" Avery protested.

"No more running around in the woods naked, for starters. | don't care how strong your wolf is, you go with

hand and hauled her with me, back towards her room, and didn't stop until I'd shut the door on her pouting face. Then I went to my room and drank too much whiskey. The judgmental sun found me the next morning and told me what an idiot | had been, with a strong stab of brightness to my eyes. The whiskey fumes