The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 437

Chapter 437

“Are you willing to stay in this cell until that happens?” I asked.

Fiona looked down at her lap and said nothing.

I stood, turning to leave the cell again. Before I could, Fiona called after me, “I’d like to speak to Avery next. There’s something I want to confess to her, too.”

I glanced at Fiona over my shoulder. She was still staring at her lap and picking at her nails again. I stepped out of the cell and found Tegan waiting at the end of the corridor. I pulled him aside and gave him the address and four names to take with him. He was moving before I finished the second sentence.

When I turned back, Avery was still standing in the corridor with her arms still crossed, watching me.

“Deirdre?” she asked.

“Tegan’s on it.”

She nodded once, then I said, “Fiona said she wants to talk to you.”

Avery looked up at me. “About what?”

I shrugged.

Avery was quiet for a moment. I could tell she wasn’t exactly keen on it, but her curiosity won out in the end, just like it usually did with her. She turned and walked past me into the cell, and I followed.

“Well?” Avery stopped just inside the cell and planted her hands on her hips. “What did you want to tell

me?”

Fiona looked up. Her mouth opened, then closed again.

“If you’re going to remain silent,” Avery said, turning slightly, “then I’ll go-”

“No.” Fiona shot to her feet, her face suddenly going red. Avery lifted a brow and waited.

Over the next few minutes, Fiona told her everything. The schemes to meddle in Avery’s life. The not-so- subtle plots to make Avery seem incompetent, like that day when she printed off Bjorn’s school records, just to humiliate Avery and drive a wedge between us.

At first, I thought that was it. A confession to her juvenile schemes against Avery and nothing more. I could tell Avery didn’t think there would be anything else, either.

But then Fiona, after a pause, went on to talk about the forest. Finding Bjorn on the roadside and choosing to use it as an opportunity to lure him away in the hopes that, once he got lost or hurt, Avery would think better of living in the packs and go back to the human lands.

“I didn’t think to check the weather,” Fiona said, wringing her hands now. “I never intended for him to get hurt or truly lost in the storm. Just… a little scared. That’s all. But it went too far, and I never should have done any of it to begin with.”

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Avery didn’t say anything for a long time. She was completely frozen, her face drained of all color. Her eyes, those delicate pools of silver and honey, had gone dark and narrow. I wasn’t sure if I had ever seen her, or anyone for that matter, look so dangerous in that moment.

Then, she moved. She crossed the cell in three steps and her hand came up fast. Fiona flinched back hard against the wall, eyes shutting, bracing for the slap.

The impact didn’t come.

Avery’s hand stopped in the air, trembling slightly so that the golden ring she wore glinted in the flickering fluorescent lights. She held it there for a long moment, jaw working as if she were fighting with herself; like one half of her wanted to do it, and the other was holding back.

Fiona opened her eyes. They were wet, and this time, she wasn’t trying to hide it. She looked, for the first time since I’d known her, exactly like what she was: a young woman who had made a series of terrible decisions and was now sitting alone in a cell at the end of them.

Avery looked at her for a long moment. Then looked at the ring. Something passed over her face, like a realization had been made, although I couldn’t tell what.

Finally, she lowered her hand, turned, and walked out of the cell without another word.

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