Filed to story: Gavin Landry and Judy Werewolf Story
I felt Alpha Edward shuddering as he stepped towards Gavin.
I felt the warm and familiar arms of Gavin as he wrapped them around my body, pulling me out of Edwards grasp.
I immediately clung to Gavin, pressing my face against his broad and warm chest, inhaling his scent.
I … I apologize, Edward said, bowing his head.
Gavin said nothing as he carried me away from Edward.
I felt the cold air outside the moment we were out of the I building.
A car pulled up in front of us and the back door opened.
Gavin slid me into the seat before getting in beside me, his arms still wrapped around me, keeping me close to him.
Heat spread across my cheeks as my hands roamed up his body.
He was so handsome in his suit and tie, I just wanted to undress him right then and there.
His scent and overall aura were so intoxicating that my mouth practically watered at the thought of having him, tasting him.
He put his hand over mine as I reached for his tie.
The space around me was still spinning, but a confidence like no other rose inside of me.
What are you doing? He asked, his tone kept in a low whisper as if it pained him to speak.
My eyes were fixated on his tie as I used my other hand to loosen it.
I want you, I whispered to him.
And I know you want me too, Daddy.
I barely even sounded like myself, but didnt care.
His eyes darkened and just as I got his tie loose his phone rang
Gavins POV
Her scent of Lavender and fresh vanilla was intoxicating.
Even drunk, she was oddly captivating.
But she was young, almost my daughters age and I wasnt someone who would take advantage of a young girl.
There was a reason she decided to drink so much tonight ; the last thing she needed was someone, old enough to be her father, to have his way with her.
I already saved her from one creep I refused to be another..
I was almost grateful that my phone rang, interrupting wherever this was about to lead.
But when I saw the caller, I internally groaned.
I pushed Judy slightly so she would give me some space as I swiped across the screen.
Yes? I said into the phone, ignoring Judys pout.
Is that any way to greet your mother? My mother asked.
Im kind of in the middle of something, I told her, ignoring her comment.
Arent you always, she murmured.
Too busy to speak with your mother.
I gave birth to you and raised you, but you are too busy to take my calls.
Thats the thanks I receive? I cant help but roll my eyes.
What is it you want, Mom? I asked, trying to keep the annoyance out of my tone.
My mother had a way of bringing out my aggravation.
It wasnt that she wasnt a good mom ; we were pretty close growing up, though I was much closer to my father than anything.
My mother was always pushy though and she didnt stop until she got her way.
The day my father passed away, it only caused things to be worse.
She clung to me like I was her saving grace ; I suppose in a way, I was.
I was there for her when she needed me the most.
Its not like my sister, Sarah, really cared about anything or anybody other than herself.
She was too busy drowning her sorrows in a bottle of whiskey and taking drugs her abusive boyfriend would give her Meanwhile, my younger brother, Noah, moved to a different country to be with his mate about 19 or 20 years ago, and the two of them are currently raising a new family together.
Noah checks in once in a while and Ive gone to visit with him and his family a few times.
Ive even taken Matt and Irene to visit with them a couple of different times.
But my mother never bothered to visit them ; she resented him for leaving for 20 or so years and nothing he said would ever change her mind.
My mother was a stubborn woman and since my father died a few years ago, Its only gotten worse.
I was only calling to remind you about our family dinner tomorrow, she told me.
Your grandparents, along with my sisters and brother will be in town Im cooking a meal to welcome them.
I sighed ; its not that I forgot about the event, but something terrible always happens when they all get together.
My mother doesnt get along well with her sisters and her mother does nothing but criticize her.
It makes my mother that much crazier.
Its always a shitshow.
She gets blamed for literally everything, including the fact that Sarah went off the deep end.
Ive remembered, I told her after a brief silence.
Ill be there.
You should bring Daisy with you, she blurted not too subtly.
Why would I do that? Because she likes you, Gavin, my mother told me.
I always thought the two of you would make a good couple.
I think its about time you start dating seriously now, dont you think? Enough with these one night stands and meaningless relationships.
Daisy is a proper woman and deserves to be treated as such.
My mother was a big advocate for Daisy Sparks, my late wifes sister.
I was never a fan of Daisy myself, but I understood why others were.