The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 279 Gideon's POV I needed to get information from Deirdre on Avery's whereabouts, but she wouldn't tell me so easily. I tried various tactics, such as claiming that I intended to get revenge on the Rogue King and Avery. Each time, she came up with a new excuse. She said that she didn't know which camp they were in. Or that there were too many rogues to take on my own. Or that it had all been a blur for her, so she couldn't recall the location. Bullshit. I knew she knew something. She was just being tight-lipped about it.

I decided that the only way to get her to spill was to play sweet, so I did just that. I took her home as soon as I could, silently promising Avery that I would return the very moment I figured out her location. Back at the house, I took Deirdre to my room. I brought her food and clean clothes, helped her bathe, tended to her wounds. "It's so good to be home," she sighed, sinking deeper into the bath. "I wasn't allowed to bathe the entire time I was in captivity. It was awful." "I'm sure it was." I watched her, studying her expression carefully from across the room.

smiled at me, extending her hand toward me. "Come get in the bath with me, darling. I've missed your touch." "So have I." I bit back the urge to at the words and pushed away from the sink where I'd been leaning. "But we've been through a lot, you and I. Maybe we should... take things slow this time around." Her face fell. "Slow?" "Just at first," I said. "I hurt you

a date?" "A... Date." "Just you and me. A chance to rekindle what we once had." I moved toward the door. "I'll prepare something special for us to do once you get out of your bath." "A date," Deirdre sighed dreamily, sinking into the bubbles again. "That

hands together. "I've always wanted to have a picnic date with you. How romantic!" I smiled, although it felt more like a grimace, and took her hand. She practically skipped behind me