Chapter 459
Gavin’s POV
My mother had crossed a line tonight. I knew tonight’s dinner was going to end up disastrous, but I had no idea she would end up attacking Judy so boldly like that. I was angry and replaying the evening in my head as I drove Judy home. I was well aware of how awkward the silence was that stretched between us.
When I looked over at her I could see she was lost in her own thoughts, probably thinking about all the questions my mother had asked her. I clenched my fists around the steering wheel, feeling a heavy weight on my shoulders. I fixed my attention back on the road, anger rolling off me in waves.
My mother had never pissed me and my wolf off like that but for some reason, I nearly lost control of him tonight. I had to get out of there before my wolf forgot that she was our mother and did something we’d regret.
I couldn’t take the silence for much longer. I didn’t want Judy to think the absolute worst after such a disastrous dinner.
So, I uttered words that made me seem weak and vulnerable.
“I’m sorry…”
The words came out as nothing more than a whisper; they were barely audible even to my own Lycan ears.
Judy pulled her gaze away from the window to look at me.
“What?” She asked.
I was quiet for a moment, debating whether or not I should repeat myself or not. I eventually sighed, giving in.
“I said I’m sorry,” I said a bit louder. “My mother was out of line. You didn’t deserve that. I wouldn’t have brought you if I knew what she was planning.”
She pressed her lips together and gave me a look I wasn’t quite prepared for.
“What did you think was going to happen, Gavin?” She asked, that fire returning to her eyes. “Your mother made it obvious from the moment I met her that she thought very little of me. She hates me and suddenly she wants to meet me for dinner. I knew this evening was going to be hell the second you mentioned going to dinner at her place.”
I knew she was right, which only made the guilt grow a bit more.
“I thought she would have been a bit more subtle,” I admitted. “I thought it would
be manageable and tolerable until we had to leave. I didn’t think she’d be so blunt and nosy about your personal life. That’s never been her style. She’s more passive-aggressive than anything.”
She folded her arms across her chest and fixed her gaze back out the window. “Well, I now know where I stand in her eyes,” she murmured.
I was quiet for a long while, trying to process her words as I thought about what my mother was saying. How Judy wasn’t good enough.
“She was wrong,” I finally said after another long stretch of silence. “She doesn’t know what’s best for me and she doesn’t know you. So, don’t let her words get to you. She was wrong. You are plenty good enough.”
Her cheeks reddened at my words, and I had to fight the urge to smirk, knowing my words had reached her.
no
She looked as if she was about to say something, but she closed her mouth and relaxed in her seat. As the drive continued, the silence. between us went from intense and awkward, to comfortable. I could feet that she was more at ease; it also helped that we were driving further away from my mother’s manor. The energy and vibe near that manor was all off and we could both feel it almost right away.
Truth be told, I was glad to be leaving too.
“So, Matt’s mom wants to see him?” Judy asked suddenly.
I tensed at her question. It wasn’t
something wanted to talk about,
but I knew she wasn’t going to stop
until I gave the answers that
satisfied her. I tried hard to forget about Cassandra, my sister. She was a mess for a long time, she was the outcast of the family and destroyed her own life, nearly taking Matt with her. I will never forget the day that I found Matthew in his soiled clothes, bruises covering his small body, and she was passed out on the ground.