Chapter 618
Gavin’s POV
I was an asshole.
I ran my fingers through my hair as I watched Judy run out of the packhouse. I
thought about going after her, but I knew she needed space. I hated that I upset her; I let my pride cloud my judgment, and I said something I regretted immediately. I was being and acting stupid; she just had an infuriating way of bringing it out of me.
But I knew that wasn’t an excuse.
I embarrassed her. I hurt her.
I could feel Sampson’s eyes on me as he leaned against his desk.
“I would have done the same,” he finally spoke, breaking through the tense
silence. “If it were Lucy. I wouldn’t allow her to stay in another pack… at least not without me.”
“Lucy is your mate,” I said, my eyes finding his. “Judy isn’t mine.”
Sampson raised his brows.
“You sure about that?” He asked. “From the way you two responded to one another, I could practically see the pull from here.”
“I think I would know if she were my mate,” I muttered. “She’s not… but she is carrying my pup, and I won’t have her living in Levi’s territory. She belongs in the Silver Crescent pack with me, and near her friends and family. She left because of misunderstandings, which were cleared up last night. She’s not in her right head space, and she will come around soon enough.”
Sampson nodded, though I could tell there was something he wasn’t saying.
“Speak,” I ordered, my eyes narrowed at him.
“I’ve only known Judy for a short time, but she’s a stubborn girl. Telling her what to do isn’t going to end well. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and if you mean something to her, she was probably already considering turning down my offer and returning home with you. She didn’t exactly look pleased or excited when I told her she could stay in my pack.”
I froze at his words; had I pushed her far enough where she might actually want to stay here? He was right; she was stubborn as fuck and she had pride… pride that I stomped on.
“Sampson, what happened with-” Lucy walked into the office, but her voice trailed off when she spotted me.
Sampson frowned at his mate, a concern lingering in his eyes.
“What is it?” He asked, and his posture suddenly started straightening.
She pulled her gaze away from me and looked at Sampson.
“Judy,” she finished. “She left here upset. She was sobbing when I saw her. I tried to talk to her, but I don’t think she knew I was there. Spencer ended up taking her away.”
At the sound of Spencer’s name, my wolf was immediately alerted, and I couldn’t hold in the growl that escaped my lips.
“Why would Spencer take her away?” I asked through my teeth, my wolf close to the surface as I glared at Lucy.
She flushed under my scrutiny and took a step away.
“I… uh… I don’t know,” she stammered nervously.
On cue, Sampson was by her side, draping a protective arm around her. I knew that move all too well; he was worried I’d do something stupid to hurt his mate, and he wouldn’t tolerate that.
I had to calm myself before I started a war in this pack.
“Where did she go?” I asked, taking a deep breath, feeling my wolf stirring and stewing in its own anger and slight fear.
“Maybe he took her home?” She suggested, her eyes avoiding mine. I knew it was because my Lycan aura was strong; it was intimidating, and most had trouble looking directly at me when I got like this. Even Sampson struggled to look at me.
I didn’t wait around for them to say anything more. I hurried out of the office, ignoring everyone in my path who stopped to gawk at me. Most downcast their eyes the second they saw me because once again my Lycan aura was too much for them.
I wasted no time in getting to Judy’s condo, and the second I stepped onto the property, I knew she wasn’t there. I still entertained the thought that maybe she was wearing the masking spray, and I couldn’t smell her, but even so, I knew in my gut that she wasn’t home. I would have been able to sense her somehow now that I’ve had a taste of her again; my wolf would know right
away if she were here.
I walked into her condo, looking around the quiet space. My heart was racing
against my ribcage.
“Judy?” I called out, my voice practically echoing through the vast space.
I walked into her kitchen, saw that it was untouched. I went towards her bedroom
and stepped into the room. It looked exactly the same as it was before I left this morning.
“Fuck,” I cursed, feeling my aggravation growing.
Who the fuck did Spencer think he was?? Why would he take her away, and
where would he have taken her?