The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 545

Gideon’s POV

Avery was quiet on the drive home, her cheek pressed against the window, that little smile still sitting on her face. Her hand didn’t leave mine the entire way. She’d laced her fingers through mine as soon as I pulled out of the driveway, and now, as we pulled into our own, she was still holding on.

I parked and pulled the key out of the ignition, looking over at her. “You sure you’re okay?” I asked. “You’ve been quiet.”

“You keep asking me that.” She leaned across the console and kissed my cheek as she reached for her door handle. “I told you. I feel great.”

“Okay. Suit yourself.” We climbed out and headed inside.

Bjorn, of course, was still up when we entered. He was sitting on the bottom step in his pajamas, clearly having been waiting. The moment he saw me, he shot to his feet and grinned.

“How was the party?” he asked. “Did you—”

He froze when Avery entered behind me, shutting the door.

“It’s late, young man,” she said, wagging her finger at him. “Didn’t I tell you to be in bed by the time I got back?”

Bjorn pulled his head back. “No. You told me I can stay up late as long as I stay out of trouble.”

The foyer fell silent. I looked between the two of them, confused. Avery was still smiling, but Bjorn’s face had gone pale, like he was looking at a ghost instead of his own mother.

“Well,” Avery said, “I guess I forgot.”

Bjorn stared at her for another moment. Then, without a word, he turned and bolted up the stairs. I heard his feet pound down the hallway, then flinched at the sound of his door slamming and echoing through the quiet house.

I turned to Avery. “What was that about?”

She shrugged and dropped her shoes, which she was still holding, by the door.

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