Gideon’s POV
The ride back to the pack house felt numb and blurry. The tires of the car grinding on the road, the sound of the engine, I was too distracted to not hear those sounds. My mind kept repeating the words said by Nurse Emily, and the file that showed the false as truth.
Daphne.
Now her name sounded like the venom. For years she pretended to be soft-spoken, smiling, affectionate and dutiful. For the world she is the perfect Luna. To me, once, she had been more. She was my sweetheart since we were young even before my mate Claire entered my life.
I clearly remembered the girl Daphne was. Her golden hair shone in the sunlight, her laughter was like sweet music. I always believed that she was tender, kind and protected and cherished a heart with care.
But that was far from the t
