Avery’s POV
I stared in disbelief at the jacket tossed on my bed. It was clearly Gideon’s, but the room reeked of a familiar perfume, and the note that had been sitting on top of the leather left no room for guesswork.
“Dear Avery,
Oops, I did it again.
Guess you just can’t keep a man to save your life. Are you even trying? Your Alpha was practically begging for me after having to deal with you for a few weeks. I just had to let him get a taste. He was soooo thirsty.
I guess Nightwolf pack might get a new Silvermoon Luna after all.
I would be gone before that happens, if I were you.
Xoxo
Zara”
What did this mean? Had Zara slept with Gideon?
I couldn’t believe it, but here was his jacket, saturated with her perfume.
Panic pounded in my ears. The room swam around me. My thou
