An Unexpected Welcome

Gideon's P.O.V.

The second I reached the border, I felt my beast rear back. Every possible warning bell inside my head was going off, telling me to stop here and save my skin.

But I could smell her, my Vivienne.

It was faint as if she had passed through this very spot hours ago, but it urged me to move forward.

The Lycans could be cruel, but I couldn't imagine they would kill me just for going