Alpha Gideon’s POV
I had been standing there for a while, watching from a distance as Catalina paced along the terrace, clearly troubled. Her arms were crossed tight over her chest, brows furrowed in that familiar way that told me something was eating her up inside.
I knew her well enough to recognize that look.
When she finally turned around, she nearly jumped out of her skin.
“Do you want to kill me?” she gasped, clutching her chest. “Since when have you been standing there?”
I couldn’t help the soft chuckle that slipped out. “Long enough,” I said, stepping forward, “to know you’ve been watching my Luna.”
She narrowed her eyes at me, flustered and defensive. “I wasn’t spying,” she muttered. “I was just... observing.”
“Catalina,” I said gently, closing the distance between us. “You
