Chapter 452

GIDEON’S POV

“Leave?”

“Tonight.” I wave a wet hand toward the door. “We take Victor’s ridiculous box of food, steal a car, and drive to the southern packs where nobody knows my face. We buy an ugly little house near the sea. You get a garden. I grow a beard, get fat, and tell everybody I used to fish for a living. The East would never find us there. Case closed.”

Rowan laughs against my chest.

“An