The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 590

He opened the box.

The ring was a simple moonstone, oval and pale, set in a thin silver band, and even in the candlelight, it seemed to hold a little glow of its own. It didn’t look like anything out of a jeweler’s case downtown. It looked like it had been made specifically for me.

“Avery,” he said. “Will you marry me?”

“Gideon…”

“Not right away,” he clarified. “But one year from tonight. A real courtship. A real wedding, planned by us, on no one’s schedule but ours.”

I stared at the ring. Honestly, the first thing I felt wasn’t joy.

It was fear. Cold and old and familiar, rising up from a place I’d tried so hard to hide it over the years.

“I’m terrified,” I said quietly, looking up at him through my lashes.

“Of me?”

“Of being a Luna.”

He waited for me to clarify.

“I never thought I would become one,” I said. “I was the girl who scrubbed floors, who lived in a shed, scared of spiders. For a brief time, I thought it would be him who would make me one.” I didn’t need to say the name for us both to know who I waqs referring to. “But the thing was, even at the time, I knew I wasn’t cut out for it. I never thought the pack would accept me, wolfless, strange. Even when my wolf came back, I thought I couldn’t be seen in that way. As a leader.”

I sighed and looked down at the ring. “And some part of me has been running from that title since the first time you brought it up, because some part of me still believes that if I stand up there, every wolf in Nightwolf is going to take one look and see exactly what Silvermoon saw.” My throat bobbed. “I pushed it away for the longest time. I thought I’d never want it.”

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