The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 523

Avery’s POV

“Sebastian?”

At the sound of my voice, Sebastian twisted around so fast he nearly fell off the log.

His eyes were wide and bloodshot, darting from my face to the trees behind me and back again, and his chest was heaving. Blond stubble covered his jaw, several days old at least. His hair, always combed back neatly for as long as I’d known him, stuck out in every direction, and there was even a dead leaf caught in one of the strands.

It had only been a few weeks since the ceremony, and somehow, he looked like he had aged years in that time.

“Avery.” His voice came out hoarse. He cleared his throat and tried again. “What are you doing here?”

“Visiting,” I said, stepping into the clearing slowly, looking around for the source of the voice I swore I’d heard just a moment ago; there was no one now, just us and the trees. “I heard you’ve been spending a lot of time out here.”

“Colt.” He looked off into the distance and huffed. “Of course.”

“Melissa, actually. She came all the way to Nightwolf because she was worried about you.” I paused. “Now I see why.”

Sebastian didn’t answer.

“Who were you talking to?” I asked.

“What?”

“Just now. I heard you talking to someone. A woman.”

“No one,” he said. “I wasn’t talking to anyone.”

“Sebastian, I heard—”

“There’s no one out here, Avery.” He stood abruptly, snarling, and that was when I really saw how much weight he’d lost. His shirt hung off his shoulders. His belt was cinched to a notch that left the end of the leather flapping loose.

Skin and bone.

I blinked. “Sebastian, are you okay?” I asked. “You look…”

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