Gideon was on his way to the bonfire at the training grounds of his area to join the others when he caught Freya's scent wafting out in the wind. Curious, he followed its trail until he saw her walking around outside the hall.
Seeing his opportunity, he instantly approached her, even having her agree to come with him outside. From there, he didn't hesitate in telepathically instructing Leon and the others get out of the bonfire area at that instant.
He didn't know what came over into his head when he did that, but he simply wanted to have the opportunity to have Freya all to himself again; literally making her see only him and not any other werewolf in sight.
Moving on to the present, however, he now realized how bad this idea of his was. Gideon was already going insane as he hungrily stared into Freya's parted lips. He couldn't help himself anymore. He badly wanted to savor those luscious lips hanging partly before him.
