Avery’s POV
Gideon flinched at my words, as though he understood that I was saying that he was one of those worthless wolves who didn’t hold to their commitments.
Truthfully, I was. He expected too much, but I was never allowed to expect anything back. I had given up my entire life for him, but he only saw it as necessary sacrifices for the pack. He had lost the line between his public and personal life so long ago that he no longer understood what it meant when something crossed it.
Our eyes locked on each other, and the rest of the room faded away. Distantly, I could hear Dierdra babbling about something, no doubt whining about how this was all horribly to her, the intruder, the interloper, the cuckoo pushing the true Luna out of her nest.
If all those hours of hard labor had taug
