Avery’s POV
I opened my mouth, then shut it again. For a long moment, I didn’t say anything.
Gideon was still looking at me with that calm expression, waiting for an answer. Sebastian had gone rigid beside me, staring at the side of my head with a look I had come to know all too well over the past days.
The truth was, I did want to see my old workspace. More than I wanted to admit, even to myself. I had spent years in that greenhouse, cultivating plants that couldn’t be found anywhere else. It had been my sanctuary, back when I thought I could actually carve out a real life for myself at Nightwolf.
Back before everything fell apart, and I realized that the fairytale life I dreamed of was just that: a fairytale.
Which was precisely why going back there felt dangerous. Like opening a door I had spent ten years keeping firmly shut and locked, having thrown away the key.
Sex under the full moon was one thing. Stepping into an old life that was probably better left in the past was something completely different.
“Gideon, I…”
“I don’t think that's a good idea,” Sebastian cut in, throwing a withering glare Gideon’s way before lening close to me and lowering his voice. “It’s probably not all it’s cracked up to be, anyway.”
Something flared in my chest at that. Maybe it was the dismissiveness of the way he said it, or maybe it was the fact that Sebastian was making the decision for me without even asking what I thought. Either way, it brought out my stubborn streak, and before I could think twice, I turned to Gideon and said, “I’d like to see it.”
Sebastian’s eyes flickered. “Are you sure that’s wise?”
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