Gideon’s POV
“Was it you?”
Avery’s question rang in my ears even as I strode down the hall after Dierdra.
The way she had said it… Unsure, tentative. She acted like she hadn’t known.
Yes. It was me.
The fact that she didn’t know that for certain got under my skin like an itch.
Who had she thought it was, if not me?
I found myself replaying every instant of our interaction, re-analyzing. She had been so enthusiastic, so enticing, and her joy at seeing me had overwhelmed my usual reticence.
But now I wasn’t sure what exactly had occurred.
Last night I had been walking down the hallway when I had heard her and Reynaud coming up the stairs. Avery was swaying and remarking on how tired she was to the other Alpha, and at first I had thought it was an act, that she was playing coy
