The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 455

I hesitated, considering telling him no, that I wanted to be left alone. But his offer intrigued me, and before I knew it, I was following him out of the library and down the hall.

There was a room at the end of the hall that I had never really paid much attention to before; just one of the many rooms in the house, furnished with a couple of chairs and a coffee table, waiting to be repurposed into something more useful.

Sebastian smiled at me as he unlocked the door and opened it.

I stepped inside.

The room had been refurnished completely; where once there had been two small armchairs and a little round table was now a large, flat worktable, several UV lamps, one of those plastic indoor greenhouse setups with zippers down the front to access the shelves within. And, it seemed that someone had moved my research and distillation supplies, although they were sitting in a box on the table, waiting for me to arrange them myself.

“I’m sure it’s still missing a lot, but this is just what we already had in storage,” Sebastian explained as I turned slowly, taking it all in. “But whatever you need, just ask, and I’ll have it ordered for you.”

I looked at him. “What’s all this for?”

He shrugged. “I think I know you well enough by this point to know that you’re going to try your own methods to help Bjorn first. And you’ll need a proper workspace for that. One that’s private and well-equipped, not a greenhouse on the edge of the property.

I narrowed my eyes. “Are there strings attached?”

“Is that really what you think of me, Avery?”

My throat bobbed. “Listen, Sebastian, about your proposal—”

“Let’s just… not talk about it right now,” Sebastian cut me off. “Maybe consider it for a few days. And talk about it again when emotions aren’t running high.”

I took the key and thanked him again. We stood there for a moment longer, and I could tell there was more that Sebastian wanted to say. There was more that I wanted to say, too. But that could wait until tomorrow.

“I’ll leave you to it, then,” he finally said, then turned and quietly walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Once I was alone, I exhaled, looking around the room. Sebastian was right about one more thing; it would need more work. I was still missing many of my supplies from my study back home, and the space was a little small for what I would probably need.

But for now, it would do. It was quiet and it was my own, and right now, I needed that more than I could express in words.

I decided to get started on developing a cure for Bjorn that very night.