Claire’s POV
When I had first turned away from Gideon, I had been sure that he would make his way over to demand an explanation from me. Instead, confusingly, he had kept his distance.
Did he not care that I was here? After all this time, did he have nothing to say to me?
I was simultaneously furious and also heartbroken, and I hated myself for both of those feelings. Gideon shouldn’t have the power to hurt me anymore, not after all this time. Yet here I was, allowing him to do just that to me, with no ramifications.
I needed to guard my heart better.
Ivan glanced at me. “When he does approach you, just deny everything. You are Claire here. He won’t be able to piece things together. Your identity in his pack should still be safe.”
“When he sees us together, he will know,” I said.
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