Chapter 392
Gavin’s POV
“Alpha Landry, how does it feel to have the winner of the Gamma competition be a part of your territory?”
“Will you be recruiting Judy Montague for your Elite Force?”
“What is your personal relationship with the winner of the competition?”
The paparazzi were relentless; no matter how many times I ignored them, they wouldn’t seem to stop. A low growl escaped my throat, my Alpha powers raging around me, making it painfully known to them that I wasn’t in the mood to engage in conversation. Their faces paled almost immediately upon seeing my aggravated wolf, knowing that aggravating my wolf further could result in their death.
They stepped away from me, allowing me to pass them without saying a single word. I paused when I saw Judy seated with Nan and Sammy. She wore a low-cut black dress that left no mystery of what lay beneath; her cleavage was on full display and the dress hugged her defined curves perfectly. Her hair was tied out of her face and down her back and she wore light makeup that brought out her features. She didn’t need makeup, but on the occasions that she did, it made her beauty pop.
I swallowed hard at the sight of her; the smile that lit up her face as she spoke to her friends. A smile I hadn’t seen directed at me in quite some time. Whatever happened that set her off the other night, it damaged the small relationship we had.
I thought we had an understanding, but it seemed as if I was wrong.
“You’re like a lovesick puppy,” Irene sighed, leaning next to me. Her eyes followed mine and narrowed when she saw Judy seated at one of the tables. “Why don’t you just admit you have feelings for her.”
My jaw tightened; I don’t have feelings for her. At least not those kinds…I couldn’t allow myself to have feelings for her. She was a convenience; she got my mother and Daisy off my back for a while, but now it seemed Daisy was back and ready to fight.
The thought annoyed me.
Judy was also using me to get revenge on her ex… so there was nothing more to it than that. And yet, she was upset because I shared a simple dinner with another
woman.
“Dad, I know you…” Irene said softly. “I know you have feelings for her. Why can’t you admit that to yourself… or to me.”
“Because you are wrong,” I said, peeling my eyes away from Judy so I could look at my simple-minded daughter. “There’s nothing going on between me and Judy.”
Irene only rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, that’s what Judy said too,” she muttered.
I felt a ping of hurt in my chest at the thought of Judy denying our relationship… or denying she had any feelings for me at all.
“Then maybe you should listen to us,” I told her as I started to walk away.
“I will when you stop staring at her like you’re lost without her,” Irene said, folding her arms across her chest.
I pressed my lips in a thin line and decided not to make any further comments on the matter.
“So, you’re going to be going to school with us?” Judy asked Sammy, who nodded with a faint smile on her lips.
“Yes; all thanks to Alpha Landry,” Sammy replied.
It was true, I was the reason Sammy was able to get into the Shifter Academy bordering the Redmoon pack. She was in her second year of college and made it possible for her to transfer and finish up the rest of her schooling closer to Judy and Nan, where she can have actual friends to help her get over and forget about her ex-boyfriend, who apparently cheated on her.
I caught her crying in one of the lounges earlier and she told me everything that happened. Including the fact that they go to the same school, and she isn’t sure how to face anyone there. She doesn’t have many friends, and her family doesn’t care about her; she expressed her wishes to leave and never look back, so I opened the doors to my territory for her.
Judy seemed thoughtful for a moment as her eyes found mine. I’m not sure if she meant to look at me or if it was just a habit, but when she saw me, I could see a flash of hurt in her eyes, as if she was remembering something that hurt her deeply and it made my chest fucking tighten.
What the hell was wrong? Why was she looking at me like I sat on her birthday
cake?
It wasn’t making any sense; it had to be more than just dinner.