The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 446

Chapter 446

“I had Claire,” I said, smiling faintly. “She was the exception. But outside of her and Bjorn and my mother, I never really…” I trailed off. “It got a little lonely.”

Gideon was watching me closely, and I just now realized that my face was still hot.

“Did Bjorn like it there?” he asked.

“Not really. He had the same problem. He never fit in with the other kids, not the way he should have. His wolf emerged early, so he became aggressive when surrounded by human kids.” My lips curled wryly.” They’re pretty weak compared to our own children.”

Gideon’s brows pulled together slightly. “I take it that’s why he got expelled.”

This conversation was going too far. I knew that. But it felt strangely good to let it out, and the words spilled out of me before I could stop them.

“He tried. He really did. But there’s only so long a kid can be told to make himself smaller before he stops trying.” I huffed out a breath of hot air. “I kept thinking he would grow into it, but really, he needed to be amongst his own kind.”

I left out the part about the Demonblood and the fever that nearly took him from me, of course. That was where I drew the line, because if Gideon knew that Bjorn had that gene, then he would know that Bjorn was his son beyond a shadow of a doubt.

That was not a risk I was willing to take right now. Not unless I knew, in my heart of hearts, that Gideon

had no ill intentions with our son.

And nothing he had told me so far pointed to anything good.

Gideon, to his credit, didn’t ask any more probing questions after that. I appreciated that. Although, he did ask, “Is he happier here?”

I nodded, smiling faintly. “Yeah. He loves it here. Although, he has been asking to see more of the packs outside of evergreen.”

“I could take him to Nightwolf.”

I snapped my gaze to him.

Gideon’s face was calm. “It might be good for him,” he said. “To let him see another pack.”

I hesitated, thinking about that for al ong moment. My first instinct was to say no, but I didn’t say that. I didn’t say yes, either.

The thought of letting Bjorn see Nightwolf, the home of his ancestors, felt dangerous for obvious reasons. Bjorn had promised not to get too close to Gideon, but he was also a child, and his wolf was unpredictable at times. There was no knowing quite what would happen if he went to his home pack.

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And yet, he had nearly gotten himself killed over his yearning to see more of the packs. I wanted to be able to give that to him, and… Nightwolf was beautiful. Far more beautiful than any of the other packs, in my opinion.

I thought about the last time I had been there, with Sebastian, when Bjorn was missing. It was just as stunning and familiar as it had been ten years ago. I knew Bjorn would love it.

Maybe that was why I didn’t deny Gideon’s offer right away.

At least, that was a lot easier to think about than the truth, which was that a small part of me wanted to go back, too.

“I’ll think about it,” I finally said. I gestured to the clock on the mantle then and tilted my head. It was nearly three in the morning.

Gideon’s face fell a little when he realized that I wasn’t going to let him stay, not that there had ever been any pretense of that happening, anyway. Spending the night together, in Gideon’s arms, was far too close for comfort-especially two nights in a row.

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