The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 247 "Of course she isn't," Gideon said, in a tone that implied he wasn't surprised that I was trying to pull a ruse like that. Fuck him. My nausea came and went in waves, and I was feeling like the oysters we'd had for dinner were about to come back up. Additionally, I was having to fake drinking the champagne, and the sourness on my lips was making my stomach turn. "Women, they love to play games, don't they?" Gideon said with a cold laugh, his eyes fixed on me in the doorway.

"The Alpha would know," I said in a sweet, nasty tone, "I didn't know about such games at all until I came to Nightwolf, but it seems quite common in the women here..." His eyes were flinty cold as he took my arm and practically hauled me into the hallway. "You have my attention, with your games," he said when we were out of sight of the soiree attendees, "So what do you want to do with it?" "Nothing, Gideon. I don't want anything from you," I said, glaring at him. "No?

So you don't mind if I go light this off of some lovely debutante in there?" he flourished his taper, now unlit, "Maybe I'll find one who hasn't learned how to play nasty games." "If all the women around you do, maybe you're the common denominator?" I suggested. "Perhaps, though they don't seem to complain nearly as much," he growled, stepping forward to pin me against the wall, "Perhaps I'll see if Jessica has a free evening instead, if you'd rather stay home." His words stung, and I turned my face away as tears pricked at my eyes.

you want?" Gideon said softly, watching me carefully, "I offered you honesty, and you rejected it. Do you want to play these stupid games instead? Are they really more fulfilling?" "Stop." I whispered, as my heart throbbed painfully in my chest, "I'm not intentionally trying to hurt you." "No, your

mate would treat me." Ashamed, I turned my head away and wouldn't look at him. "Do what you want," I said, softly, "I have no right to ask for more." "Dammit, Avery!" Gideon swore, slapping the wall behind me, "Why are you

lower your guard and let me in?" I stood stiffly in his embrace, tears running down my face, "I want to," I sobbed, "but I can't. I can't give you what you want!" Pain flickered across Gideon's face as he finally released my stiff body and stepped back. "Can't? Or won't try?" he said in a dead tone, "Because the Avery I knew was a fighter. She wouldn't let anyone else bring her down." I stared down at the