The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 406

Avery’s POV

I hadn’t seen that face in years.

Ten years, in fact.

The last time I had seen Deirdre, she had been dead. By my own hands. Lying on the dirt floor of that abandoned greenhouse with blood on her lips and eyes that stared up at nothing.

For ten years, that image had haunted me. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever considered that I might one day kill someone, and yet it had been Deirdre’s life, of all the lives, that I had taken.

And yet now here she was. Ten years later.

Alive and walking past me along a sunlit path.

I stared at her, mouth open, footsteps halting in the dirt. How was this possible? Deirdre was dead-I had watched her die.

Unless…

Maybe she wasn’t dead. Maybe I’d been too hasty in my escape. Maybe…

me, noticing my stare, and stopped walking.

me had a few similar features; face shape, general body build,

button nose dotted with freckles. Pale skin, nothing at all like Deirdre’s tanning addiction. Her eyes were a deep brown and her

deep and husky with a slow drawl that I couldn’t quite place. Deirdre’s had always been

a smile, although it did little to slow my racing heart.

someone I

didn’t change.

I waved

me and down the other, like she was studying me. I suddenly felt very small beneath her gaze, and

without another word, hips swaying as she walked

slacks, her crisp button-down shirt, her jet black hair pulled tightly into a bun at the back of her neck. Her stride was familiar, but it wasn’t Deirdre.

Deirdre was dead.

that I finally let out a slow exhale. I shook my head and continued up the path toward

moments to adjust from the bright sunlight outside to the darkness within. I

the time I reached the kitchen, my vision adjusted. Sebastian was leaning against the counter with a cup of something in one hand and his other hand in his pocket. He looked up at me, and

either of us could speak, Gideon

still here?” I

excited.”

talking