Gideons POV
My chest heaved as I looked down at her, the sharp scent of her blood still clinging to the air, mixing with the sweet, intoxicating floral warmth that was entirely Sera.
Before I could tear into Olivia for daring to draw blood—or bark at my guards for aiding in a cover-up—Sera stepped directly between us. She didn't shrink away from the raw Alpha power bleeding off me. She didn't cower. She stood tall, her eyes burning with a fierce, unwavering resolve that made my wolf drop to its knees in utter devotion.
"Don't blame Olivia, Gideon. Or Levi and Wayne," she said, her voice soft but entirely steady. "This was all my idea. I begged her to teach me."
A muscle in my jaw flexed, a deep, painful rumble vibrating in my chest as I forced myself to meet her gaze. "You lied to me,
