Chapter 370
Judy’s POV
By the time we got outside, Gavin was already there. It almost felt as if he’d been here the entire time with how fast he arrived. His eyes were pouring into me, anger coursing through him as he quickly got out of the car and marched towards us. Chester, Nan, and Sammy waited nearby, their eyes wide as they looked back and forth between us.
“Get in the car,” he told me, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the car. He opened the passenger door and nearly yanked me inside. I was caught off guard by the sudden force and stumbled into the car; the door slammed behind me.
He then turned to Irene and assessed her. I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she was crying and sniffling, her body trembling as she hugged the overcoat tighter around her body. He put a hand on her shoulder and said something to her that made her nod. Soon, she was walking towards the car and sitting in the back seat behind me.
She sniffled and stared out the window.
Gavin said something to Chester, and he nodded; I saw Nan tensing, but she didn’t argue with whatever he said. I knew Chester had brought his own car, which was how we had all got here, so he was probably asking Chester to bring the girls back.
Gavin got into the driver’s seat and peeled away from the club, heading back to the resort. I stared out the window, the ride was long and quiet. Only the sounds of Irene’s sniffling could be heard. Gavin’s knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel. I could feel his anger and I wasn’t sure who it was directed at.
Was he mad at me? This wasn’t my fault… then again, going to a club was my idea. Maybe that’s why he was angry.
Or maybe he was angry at the idea of that guy trying to have his way with his daughter?
A tight knot formed in the pit of my stomach.
As we reached the resort, he parked out front.
Irene unbuckled and got out of the car, saying she’ll see us later. I was confused by this because I thought we were all going in together. They must have had an understanding before they got into the car that Irene would be dropped off.
But what about me?
The door shut and Gavin drove away, leaving me dumfounded. It was late and I was honestly tired, not wanting to go on any more adventures this evening. I just wanted to get back to the room and sleep until tomorrow.
He pulled out back until we reached the parking lot and then he parked the car. He sat like that for a long while, neither of us speaking. I stared at him, not sure what to make of this, wondering what the hell was wrong and why he wouldn’t speak to me. He would barely even look at me.
What are you thinking about Gavin Landry?
Gavin’s POV
“Please don’t be angry with her, Dad. She protected me…” Irene just before getting in the car, her words replaying in my mind the entire drive back to the resort. “I never had anyone protect me like that. Though we are almost the same age… it felt very motherly.”
My heart was pounding in my chest as I parked the car outside the resort. I told Irene that I was dropping her off, and then I’m taking Judy somewhere to talk. She protected my daughter… she treated her like her own daughter despite her age. She had a motherly instinct in her and because of that, she was able to beat the crap out of that guy. Or so my gammas had told me. They explained the condition that guy was in by the time they reached the bathroom, and my chest swelled with pride at the thought of Judy doing all that to him all because he dared to touch Irene.
I could feel Judy’s eyes as I parked the car in a dark parking lot, keeping away from the sight of others so I could truly be alone with her. But the thoughts of that man hurting my daughter continued to replay in my head and fury was consuming me. He wasn’t dead, which meant if he wasn’t taken care of now, he could do this to others.
“Gavin….” Judy finally whispered, breaking through the intense silence.
He blinked, like he was just realizing she was there. He looked over at her, she was facing him in the passenger’s seat, her breathing heavily and her lips slightly parted. The concern in her eyes scent his own heart into overdrive, a feeling he couldn’t quite place, and he wasn’t quite ready to admit existed yet, but he knew something was there, festering within him and growing with each passing moment.
He reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She wore a low-cut dress that showed off a bit too much of her cleavage and long, slender legs. His wolf growled possessively in his mind, a growl that came right out of his lips, making her eyes widen.