The whole time I was getting ready, though, I kept thinking about Gideon. I was far more worried than I wanted to admit. Lir Shalan had already proven that he seemed to be capable of just about anything. The question was, how important was his son’s life to him? Would the alien leader be able to look past Gideon’s betrayal because he didn’t have much choice? After all, Gideon was Lir Shalan’s only child, as far as I could tell.
I told myself that Gideon would be fine. Lir Shalan wouldn’t do anything that would permanently injure his only son.
I just wished I believed that.
But then I had to push thoughts of Gideon away, just in case Callista or Kirsten or Martin might be able to pick up some of my inner turmoil. I didn’t want them to know how much it hurt to think of something terrible
