Gideon’s POV
After a long, quiet and tense moment, no one dared to move. The heavy silence that lingered in the room felt wrong—too still, too charged. My wolf stirred nervously inside me, he growled like he knew something bad was about to happen, seeing my wolf so tense made me feel nervous too.
Justin kept on trailing the scent. His wolf was on edge but also excited as he reacted to an unseen pull. I genuinely assumed no, hell I hoped—whatever he was sensing was something minor and thought that his weird reaction was just a fluke, or thought he was sensitive to the scents of my pack members.
But then, again, he changed his expression. His eyes looked around darkly, it was glowing faintly, that telltale shimmer of recognition that every wolf dreaded and longed for at once.
He slowly t
