Sebastian’s POV
Colt came back from the party around dawn. I hadn’t slept. I’d been pacing the room for hours, the same way I had every night for weeks, waiting on a knock or a shadow or the smell of soil that meant she was coming for me again.
When the door finally opened, it was just Colt, his suit rumpled and his face gray.
“Well?” I asked.
“It’s done.” He stared at his feet. “I got it back on her.”
“How?”
“I pulled the breaker for the lights, and while it was dark, I snuck up behind her. I think she might have seen me, but I left before she could talk to me.” He finally lifted his eyes to meet mine. “Are we square now? Is that the end of it?”
“It’s the end of it,” I said.
I almost believed it.
Because that was the deal, wasn’t it? Get the pendant back where it belonged, keep my mouth shut and my hands clean, and the witch would do the rest. It was almost over. Avery would be mine, just as the witch said. Melissa would be safe. Whatever payment the witch requested, I would pay it and then I would never have to see that… that thing in my bedroom again.
So I waited.
I waited that night, and the next, and the one after that. I sat up until the sun came up every morning, listening for her, my skin crawling at every creak of the old house. I jumped at shadows. Colt brought me food I didn’t eat and tried to talk to me a few times, and I waved him off.
But the witch never came.
Three days. Four. She never came. The longer the silence stretched on, the worse the sick feeling in my gut became. Did Avery take the pendant off somehow? Did the witch not get what she wanted?


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The readers' comments on the novel: The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon)
Why is Avery constantly projected as a weak, Gideon-centered female? It’s draining please I hope you can do better on your next lead female....