Alpha Gideon's pov

I stepped closer, not stopping until I was standing just in front of her, close enough that I could feel the heat of her body. My breath caught in my throat as her scent—soft lavender and something wild, untamed—surrounded me. It was intoxicating, and my wolf stirred beneath the surface, reacting to her presence.

Her eyes were wide, and I could see the hesitation in them. She was waiting, waiting for me to make the first move, to show her that I wasn’t just another ...