Gideon’s POV
For a girl with a wounded leg, she sure could move fast.
I watched the door to Avery’s bathroom swing shut, a bemused frown on my face.
Although her wound was healing, it could easily become infected, and I would much prefer that she have it treated.
Unfortunately, the pack doctor was not my first choice for someone I wanted that close to the future Luna.
I had my reasons.
The bathroom was quiet, and I wondered if Avery even planned on bathing, or if she’d just been trying to get away from me.
I rose from the bed and quietly walked over towards the door. My keen ears could hear her breathing on the other side, and then the rustling of clothes dropping to the floor.
I closed my eyes and concentrated. I could picture her robe dropping from her slim shoulders. The
