The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 77 | tried to pull away from him to look for water in my pack, but he didn't release me. Slowly, | turned back to meet that molten gaze. He was waiting for an answer. "| got some... distressing news." | said, truthfully. "News? From where?" His eyebrows creased, like he was trying very hard to concentrate on my face. "It doesn't matter." | shrugged, "It was upsetting. | was upset." "News about what?" He persisted. "About you. About us." | gestured with my free hand. "I didn't know what to believe." Gideon clenched his jaw.

"Ask me." "What?" "Ask me about whatever distressed you." "It's not important." | turned my face away, but he caught my chin and turned me back to face him. "Your actions say otherwise." He ground out. "It was serious ---- enough that you chose to run instead of talking to me. So what was it that scared you?" | stared, frozen, into his face. He looked so sincere when he said it, | almost wanted to believe him. He hadn't lied to me, not yet. But | didn't want him to start either. If | asked what | wanted to know, then | would have to accept his answer, or accept that | didn't trust him.

eyes to look back at Gideon. He was staring at me with a calm expression. His finger traced the tip of my chin. "No." He said, firmly. "Nor would I." "Oh." Somehow, the truth sounded like truth when he said it. He ducked his head to look at me with a pointed look, "She did offer." "Oh..." That did sting, and

at his shoulder and saw the thick blood starting to drip down his wound. "Oh fuck." "Your bedside manner..." He ground out through gritted teeth, " needs some work." | barked a laugh but inside | was panicking. | scrambled over through my bag and started going through what | had brought. The medicinal supplies | had all seemed horribly inadequate for this sort of injury. Around us, a thick mist

an indistinct prayer than a dedicated request, but Gideon's head shot up. "What did you say?" "Just... Please, Goddess." | repeated, and as