The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 207 Avery's POV After the scene in the council chambers, the Council moved on to other business, and Gideon and I were surrounded by chattering Alphas and Lunas who wanted to chat about what had just happened. There were more than a few back pats given to Gideon, and several admiring comments made by sympathetic Lunas. It seemed as though Reynaud had been held in fairly low-regard among the circles Gideon socialized with. Even through his pack was powerful, he had made a lot of memories by reneging on agreements.

Because he was shrewd about who he betrayed, it had been hard to build a case against him in front of the Council, but many knew of his distasteful dealings. By standing up to him in the way he had, Gideon had given the Alpha Council the excuse they needed to knock Reynaud down a peg. Although his removal from the Council Estate for six months was a comparatively mild slap on the wrist, it had knocked him down a peg, and would make future cases against him more likely to succeed.

Gideon was viewed as some sort of mastermind for turning the tables on him the way he had, and as the person who had handed him the perfect situation to do so, I was equally praised and gushed over. Most even seemed to view the drama with Dierdra as some sort of machination Gideon had orchestrated to make Reynaud feel as though he could approach me. ---- As [ listened to their speculation, | felt a bit as though the ground had tipped away from under my feet. I, too, had assumed that Gideon had brought Dierdra to maintain the peace in his household.

result of my own actions. But what if Gideon had been playing the long game the whole time? What if he had kept me as fully in the dark as he had kept Reynaud, knowing that finding me pathetic and vulnerable would induce him to seek to recruit me? Head spinning, mind racing, I felt myself stagger with the weight of my conjecture. I shot a sharp glance at Gideon, who

of me, as he'd said? Or was he smiling at me knowingly because he saw I was figuring out how deep his scheming had gone? Even more puzzling was my own reaction to my suspicions. While I felt horrified at being just another moving part in

the right choice, I believed that, but if I hadn't? Would I

than a few were making excuses to move closer to him. 1 felt something akin to jealousy bubble up in my chest. He was my Alpha, and I had sacrificed much to be standing in this room with him today. Never mind that I had tried to get him to divorce me, and to