Days passsed after Kael’s supposed death. The search team has not reported any positive news. The whole pack was quiet and mourning.
And a dark gloom was always hanging above the air.
Gideon has not spoken more than a few words since. I slept with him everyday, and apart from holding me close and pretending to sleep, he’s done nothing else.
Three days. And I could tell he’s not slept a wink, but because he didn’t want me to worry, he would always pretend he’d fallen asleep, then I’d fake sleep hours later only to catch him sneaking out of bed. He’d stand next to the window for hours, just watching the moon until day breaks. And then he’d slip into bed again.
I didn’t know how to console him. I didn’t know what to do. So I pretended not to know.
Gideon was breaking silently. My heart
