Avery’s POV
“Gideon, we need to talk.” I rapped on the door to his office, hearing the shuffling of papers inside. I opened the door slowly and breathed a sigh of relief as I saw that the Nightwolf Alpha was finally alone.
I had been trying to find a time to have our serious discussion for the last two days.
Our wedding was tomorrow, but every time I had hunted Gideon down he had been helping the recent survivors from the Rogue King’s raids, or visiting with the girl who claimed to be his fated mate.
I hated her.
I hated that I hated her.
She was a victim who had done nothing wrong, yet every time she was in the room my hackles rose and I felt the urge to snap at her. I had been trying to avoid her ever since she’d arrived.
It made me feel like a monster. This young woman had b
