Chapter 86

Sienna

Gideon didn’t answer. Not with words, at least.

His silence was heavy, charged like the air before a storm. I could feel the weight of his gaze tracing over me, lingering on the places my mother’s presence had left me unsettled. My hands, still restless. My throat, tight with unspoken tension.

Then, without warning, he closed the distance between us.

One hand slid around the back of