The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 184 Avery's POV The sun was setting on another day of hard work. I stretched wearily, feeling my shirt draw tight over chafed skin. My shoulders and back ached from bending low over my tasks. I walked over to my water bottle and chugged it, grateful for the cool water. I was eager to collapse into my bed. To go unconscious for a few hours, and then repeat it all the next day. These endless days had stretched into endless weeks, and I had found the pattern of survival. Eat, sleep, work, repeat. It was mindless, endless punishment.

Was this how my mother had felt, most of her life, I wondered? She, too, had been relegated to the rank of omega slave, and had worked her entire life for the dubious honor of remaining in the pack where her daughter lived. Was I merely walking in her footsteps? I grimaced at the sky, the edges of my mouth curling back as I tried to will the fatigue to leave my body. "Tt's good to see you smiling," came a familiar voice from behind me. I turned, stiffly, to see Gideon watching me from the path a few feet away.

Ithadn't been a smile, it had been a rictus of pain, but he was far and had misread my expression. No doubt, we had become little ---- more than strangers to each other. It had been weeks since we had last talked. Alpha," I licked my dry lips, nodded. It was all he would get from me for now. We eyed each other warily. I wondered what bad news he had come to deliver this time? Perhaps we were finally getting divorced? Or maybe I would be exiled. Truly, anything was better than these endless days of toil. Though, as I rolled my stiff shoulders, I noted that I was getting stronger.

positive sign that I was finally starting to recover. For a while I had been terrified that not only was my body irrevocably broken, but also that my wolf had retreated far within me, never to re-emerge. She had told me to get stronger, and instead I had been grievously injured. Gideon continued to stare, observing me as I gathered up my jacket and water, the remains of my lunch pail. When I went to walk

to discuss." Istared longingly towards my home in the village. I didn't want to head up the hill to the pack house. My legs were tired, and I didn't have any interest in seeing her, Dierdra. She was a vengeful wraith that haunted that house. ---- Nonetheless, I obediently trailed Gideon up the hill, into the pack house, up the stairs, and into his office. Once inside, I hovered awkwardly. I was sweaty and covered

was Dierdra's preference. "The same Alpha Council as the