Filed to story: Gavin Landry and Judy Werewolf Story
None of my other tutors ever did stuff like this, he murmured.
They only cared about impressing you.
Gavin felt for the boy, it was true that his tutors mainly never worked out because all they cared about was impressing the Alpha and getting in his pants.
Matt often lashed out whenever he felt he was competing for attention.
This made Gavin think about Judys earlier words.
Matt lacks companionship, Alpha Gavin.
This is what is leading to his rebellious side.
When you spend time with him, hes actually a sweet and caring young boy.
Judys POV
I went to the student lounge after my morning class.
I just finished taking an exam and I was completely beaten.
I was pleased to see Nan seated near the window, snaking on a pop tart and studying.
When I approached her, she looked up from her book and smiled.
Hey, she said, sliding an iced coffee across the table.
I got you some caffeine.
You are a lifesaver, I said, taking the coffee and sitting in the seat across from hers.
I took a large sip of the coffee and sighed in contentment, What happened to you last night? I thought you were going to call me? She asked, closing her book.
I groaned as I took another sip of the coffee Sorry, I kind of ran a bit behind last night, When I got home, I crashed immediately, I told her.
She raised her brows.
What were you doing that caused you to be so tired? I knew I had to be careful with what I said to Nan.
The contract that Gavin made me sign stated that Im not to mention him by name or whom Im tutoring.
Gavin and his family were famous in the werewolf world and if people knew that I was working for him, it could cause issues.
I trusted Nan, but I also couldnt risk breaking the contract.
This job was good money, and I couldnt lose it.
I got a job, I told her.
A job? She asked.
What kind of job? As a tutor, I answered.
Im tutoring a boy from the neighboring pack.
Its good money and itll help my family out a lot.
Thats awesome, Judy ! She gushed.
Tutoring is a perfect job for you.
There isnt anything you cant do.
I laughed.
You are being so extra, I chuckled.
She rolled her eyes, but I could see the playfulness on her face.
As if, she replied.
Name one thing you cant do.
I thought about it for a moment.
Im not great at knitting, I confessed.
She burst into laughter and shook her head.
But you can still do it even if you arent great at it, she resorted.
Haughed with her.
Goddess, it was good to laugh with my best friend and pretend everything was normal for once.
Too bad that didnt last long because soon, we were joined by none other than Carol and her entourage.
I had known Carol since middle school ; at one point, we were friends.
But then I beat her in the spelling bee, and she grew hateful.
Shes been my archenemy since.
Weve always competed for the top spot throughout our schooling years and now that we are in college, things havent changed.
Carol was stunning ; she had a models body and a rocket scientists brain.
She had long curly locks of blonde hair and ocean blue eyes with long dark lashes.
Her full lips were always glossy pink, and she wore a little blush on her upper cheekbones to highlight her features.
She always wore designer clothes that her mother, Natasha Declaire, a famous fashion designer, created.
She was the total package in the eyes of men ; too bad she was a total bitch.
Hey, Judy, she sneered, stopping in front of our table.
Her friends stopped with her and glared at us like we were nothing but bugs they had just stepped on.
Carol, I greeted, my tone dry.
Heard you got rejected by your fated mate.
What did you do to make him dump you? She asked, putting her hands on her hips.
Her friends chuckled.
Werewolves never reject their fated mate unless something crucial happened, I heard one of her friends laughing.
Jady must have done something really bad to chase Ethan away, another one of her friends added, also laughing.
Thats not any of your business, Carol, I told her through my teeth.
Dont you have better things to do? Nanasked, folding her arms across her chest.
Arent we a little too old for that mean girl act? And if it isnt Nan the invisible sidekick, Carol muttered before turning back to me.