The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna (Avery and Gideon) novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304

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I gritted my teeth. “Positive.”

Asher sighed. Then, he dragged the blade across my arm. Not deep, but enough to draw blood. It was silver. The material burned my skin more than the cut actually did, making me hiss.

“Try again,” Asher said.

“No.”

Another cut. This one was deeper. A trickle of blood ran down my arm, dripping onto the floor.

“Still lying?” Asher asked. He moved to my other arm and made another cut. Then another. And another.

Each one felt like it was tearing me apart from the inside out. The silver kept the wounds from healing, kept the pain fresh and raw. He positioned each one between the punctures Avery had left earlier, connecting them like a macabre connect-the- dots painting.

A map of cuts began to spread across my skin.

“Just say it,” Asher said. His voice was almost gentle. Almost. “Say you don’t want her, and I’ll stop.”

The pain was unbearable now. Every nerve in my body was screaming for relief. Even my wolf was whimpering, begging me to just say the words he wanted to hear so it would end.

But I couldn’t. Not when it was a lie.

“I… won’t… say… it,” I gasped.

Asher made another cut. This one was across my chest. I bit down on my tongue to keep from screaming. My nails dug into the arms of the chair.

“You’re stronger than I thought,” Asher said. He sounded impressed. “But everyone has their breaking point, Gideon. Even you.”

He kept cutting. Over and over, My arms. My legs. My chest. Shallow cuts that wouldn’t kill me, but would make me wish I was dead.

My vision was starting to blur again, I couldn’t focus. Couldn’t think.

“Just say it,” Asher whispered. “Do you truly want Avery? Or is it the child you’re after?”

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Chapter 304

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I shook my head weakly.

Asher pressed the blade against my throat. “Last chance, Alpha.”

My breath hitched. I glared at him, but he just pressed harder. He wasn’t bluffing.

“The longer you go without saying it,” he whispered, “the more she’ll suffer.” The blade began to slice across my jugular. Shallow, but enough to make me wince. Enough to make more blood trickle. “The baby will suffer, too. But if you’re good—if you admit how you truly feel-they’ll both live. I’ll let her finish the pregnancy. Hell, out of the goodness of my heart, I’ll even send the baby to you in a nice little box with a bow on it. Alive.”

I stared at him, searching his face for another lie. But to my surprise, I found none.

“He’s telling the truth,” my wolf rasped. “If you just say what he wants to hear, both Avery and the baby will be spared. So fucking SAY IT!”

“I don’t want her.”

The words slipped out before I could stop them. Asher froze, mouth twitching.

“Go on…”

“I don’t want Avery.” My throat bobbed. This was wrong. It was a lie. But if it would spare her and the child… Then I had no choice but to say it. So I shut my eyes and forced the words out. (1

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