Gideons POV
Walking back into our suite, the quiet room felt vastly different than it had just a few hours ago. The residual lingering phantom of fear that usually clung to the edges of Sera’s mind was gone, replaced by a soft, quiet glow that radiated through our bond.
I set the canvas bag containing her new clothes onto the cushioned bench at the foot of our bed. Kane stretched lazily in the back of my mind, purring with content at the memory of the market square. The pack had seen her today. They had seen her grace, her warmth, and her gentleness, and the rumors Lucian had built around her were already crumbling.
I turned to find Sera standing near the window, her hands clasped lightly in front of her as she looked out over the courtyard.
"Eric is waiting for me in the war room," I
