Gavin’s POV
At the sound of my low growl, the man holding Judy turned to face me.
“Let her go,” I said, my voice cold and deadly.
His hands shook as he set Judy down. She swayed on her feet, barely able to stand upright. My eyes narrowed. Something wasn’t right — it wasn’t just alcohol. She had been drugged.
Before he could react further, I stepped forward. One punch sent him sprawling to the ground, and I could hear the sickening impact of his fall.
The bathroom door opened, and Nan stumbled out. She froze, her eyes widening as they met mine.
“Alpha?” she whispered, squinting in disbelief.
I could tell from her unsteady stance and glazed eyes that she was intoxicated. Her gaze shifted to Judy on the floor, and she gasped.
“Judy?!” Nan rushed to her side, gently trying to get her friend to respond, tears welling in her eyes.
I turned back to the man on the ground, letting my wolf’s presence ripple outward. My growl was low and dangerous. “If I ever see you near her again, it’ll be the last thing you do.”
He covered his face, trembling. I turned my attention back to Judy. She was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed, and she was trembling. Carefully, I scooped her into my arms, holding her close to steady her.
“Follow me,” I instructed Nan, who quickly nodded and fell in step behind me. Together, we made our way out of the house.
Fresh air hit me as we stepped outside, and I breathed deeply, grateful to be out of the oppressive house. Leroy was already waiting, and he hurried to open the back door as we approached.
“Is she okay?” he asked nervously.
“Take Nan to her house first, then bring Judy back to the mansion,” I ordered.
“Yes, Alpha,” he replied, helping Nan into the car.
I helped Judy into the vehicle as well and buckled her seatbelt, sliding in beside her to make sure she was safe. The drive felt painfully slow, especially once we were stuck in traffic.
Judy leaned against me, trembling slightly. I kept a steady hand on her shoulder, comforting her silently.
“Gavin…” she whispered weakly. I glanced at her and gave her a reassuring nod.
She was exhausted and shaken, and I focused on keeping her calm. I spoke softly as I drove, trying to distract her and keep her mind off the danger she had just escaped.
Finally, once Nan was safely dropped off, the car moved faster, and I allowed myself to relax slightly — though I never let my eyes leave the road, or Judy.
By the time we arrived at the mansion, I had vowed silently to make sure nothing like this ever happened to her again.