A Wolf in the Sleuth

Vivi's P.O.V.

The voice made me tense, and I glanced around Gideon's broad back. The woman was too young to be his mother, and from how large her belly was, I estimated she was about seven months along. Her black hair was thick and braided, hanging over her chest, ending at her belly button.

"Mina," Gideon greeted, the tension in his muscles melting away as he stepped forward and welcomed the wo