As planned, Tiger left for the Crimson Howling Pack territory to uncover the truth behind Zason's murder. Meanwhile, back at the estate, Gideon's intense rut had finally subsided, leaving the atmosphere in the house far more settled.
"So, when shall we leave for the capital?" Micah asked, breaking the morning quiet. "I'll make the departure arrangements accordingly."
"This evening, around 4 p.m.," Gideon replied without hesitation.
"I'm ready!" Adeline announced from upstairs.
Both men turned toward the staircase as she made her way down. She wore wide-leg black trousers paired with a simple crop top. A small sling bag swayed gently at her side, and her hair fell loose over her shoulders.
Micah offered an appreciative smile, while Gideon simply stared, his eyes reflecting a complex mix of emotions.
"Are you two going out somewhere?" Micah inquired, glancing between them.
Gideon was so entirely lost in her appearance that the question passed right over him without a response.
