The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 81 One of Gideon's hands reached out and fell on my thigh. He curled his fingers, bunching them in my clothes, and pulled me closer. "Hey!" | yelped, but his eyes stayed closed, even as he hauled me into his lap. Well, now what was | going to do? With a contented sound, Gideon wrapped his arms around me, and his breathing deepened again. | was stuck sitting in his lap. From where | was tucked against his chest, | could hear his breathing. Slow and steady. That was good. | twisted my head to look at the bandages on his shoulder, and | pushed them to the side to check his healing.

There was no more blood and the edges of the wound were fresh pink skin. Within a few days he would be fully healed, with minimal scarring. "Thank you, Goddess," | said with genuine feeling. | may not appreciate the way Gideon had me trapped, both socially and physically, but | didn't want anything bad to happen to him either. | just... | just wanted to know that | had a future here, with him. | was ---- learning how to be a good Luna, but what did any of that matter if he didn't want to spend his life with me? "Who closed off your heart?" | whispered to his sleeping face. He didn't respond.

the scratchy stubble on his cheeks where he needed to shave. "The stupid thing is, a part of me is happy to be stuck with you," | confessed to the sleeping Alpha. "Even when you drive me crazy. Even when everyone seems

blessing to heal him Surely that meant she thought he was worthy of... something... | just... | wanted to feel him. To imagine what it would be

| slowly disentangled myself from Gideon whose fever had broken in the night. | stepped out from our shelter and stretched muscles that had cramped up from lying in one position on his lap. "Don't leave." Gideon's voice was hoarse with sleep. | turned to look at him