Chapter 22
Judys POV
The pain that wracked my body was insufferable; I cried out, hoping that my mother would hear and that she could do something to help me.
But the hallway outside my room remained quiet with only the sounds of my agony filling it.
My wolf was also whimpering in pain which drowned out any coherent thought.
I’ve only felt minor pain in the past when he kissed Irene, but this was too much for me to handle.
This was the pain of him being with her.
I could almost hear the sounds of their whispers and laughter as if I were in the room with them.
I could hear all the things he was doing with her, and it was torture.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I gritted my teeth, praying to the Moon Goddess for the pain to subside.
What had I done to deserve such a cruel punishment? My eyes were drawn to the shirt that was thrown over the edge of my laundry basket.
It was Gavin’s shirt; the one I had yet to wash and give back to him.
If I were to be honest, I forgot all about it.
I briefly wondered if it still smelled like him.
Biting back the heavy amount of pain that consumed me, I managed to stretch enough to grab the shirt and pull it towards me.
The moment my fingers touched the soft fabric, his scent filled my nose and wrapped around me like a warm and soothing blanket.
Even my wolf was calmer.
I hugged the shirt to my chest, letting his scent fill me.
The pain began to subside, and I was able to block out the sounds I was hearing from Ethan’s intimacy.
I closed my eyes, keeping the shirt close to me.
After a few minutes, I was finally able to drift off to sleep.
The thought of Gavin filled my mind, and I was immediately brought back to that night in his VIP suite.
Gavin’s lips found mine as he kissed me with deep emotion.
My heart was racing as I pressed myself close to him, basking in his scent and warmth as I fought to deepen the loss.
Our lips moved together in sync, flowing in beautiful harmony.
He was without his jacket and my fingers rested against his broad chest, feeling his steady heartbeat.
His hands gently held me, which was when I realized I was completely vulnerable.
I wasn’t shy though; I didn’t need to be shy because there was some part of me that knew this wasn’t real.
This was a world and scenario that I created in my own head and didn’t have to shy away from the man before me.
He lifted me up and pinned me against the wall, using his body to help keep me upright.
I held onto him tightly as he brought his lips down to the nape of my neck and pressed his lips against the spot where Ethan’s mark was.
In this scenario, Ethan’s mark was gone.
I didn’t have to look in the mirror to know that it wasn’t there.
I heard a low growl from Gavin just before he whispered, “Mine…”
My eyes flew open, and I sat up in bed, my head spinning and sweat dripping down the side of my face.
I swallowed a few times as I looked around my bedroom.
I just had an intense dream about Gavin Landry.
I reached my hands up to touch my face and I noticed how hot it was.
I took a deep and shaky breath.
I could not be thinking like that towards Gavin.
I had to get my head straight before I went to his house later today.
I promised that I would start my tutoring job this afternoon and I couldn’t go there with a messy head.
I shook the thought of my dream out of my head and quickly got out of bed.
I went into my bathroom to clean up, pausing at the mirror when I noticed how disheveled I looked.
My hair was a complete mess, my face was pale, and I had dark bags under my eyes.
But that wasn’t the part that drew my attention; my mouth nearly dropped when I saw the noticeable mark on my neck made by Ethan.