The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 260 Gideon's POV I searched for hours. There were no signs of Avery. No scent. No tracks. Nothing pointing to where she had gone or why. All I had left was the ghost of that sensation I'd briefly felt-the moment when I'd sensed her making the decision to leave-and nothing more. Still, I searched. Avery was my mate, even if she didn't want to accept me yet. I wasn't just going to let her leave. Or be taken. I wasn't sure which one it had been, but I knew I wouldn't let her slip away from my life so easily. "Perhaps it's time to head back, Alpha," my Beta said.

The sun had long since gone down, turning the sky into a dull shade of grayish blue. We had been at this for six hours now, maybe even more. I lost track. "We can search again in the morning." Morning? By morning, she could be dead. I ignored Tegan, keeping my nose against the ground. There had to be a scent here somewhere. Avery couldn't have just left without leaving something behind. She wasn't the type. Suddenly, I scented it. It was faint, but it was there. My wolf loped forward, nostrils flaring.

the item up and studied it it was a scrap of

Avery's, though. My wolf was sure of it. I stood, turning back to Tegan. "She was here at some point," I said, handing him the fabric. "Give this to our scouts. I want them on her scent trail

on my feet. But I had no intention of resting. I headed inside and straight for my room to