Filed to story: Gavin Landry and Judy Werewolf Story
It was only when he disappeared that I allowed myself to fall to the ground. Tears streamed down my cheeks before I could stop them.
5 million dollars?
How was I going to come up with that kind of money?
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I had two classes this morning and one later in the afternoon. My first class was warrior training, and my second class was shifting, both of which I excelled at. I was going to college for Gamma training so that once I graduated, I could prove myself to the Gamma force and become a warrior. Then I would easily be able to pay off my father’s debt and save my family.
“You look like hell,” my best friend, Nan, pointed out as I sat beside her against the large Oaktree; the very tree we always met up at.
“It was a rough night,” I admitted as I took out my textbook to study.
“Where did you go last night? When I returned, you were gone. Did you leave early because of the engagement party?”
I bit my lower lip as I thought about what to say to her. If I lied, she’d be able to see right through me. I was a terrible liar initially, but Nan could read me like a book.
“I ripped my shirt, and someone brought me into his room to change,” I said, feeling my cheeks growing warm at the memory.
She raised her brows, and I could barely look at her.
“You went to someone’s room?” She asked. “Whose?”
I was quiet for a moment, and she grabbed my arm, getting my attention.
“Judy, who did you leave with?” She asked, now her voice was filled with alarm.
I knew there was no getting out of this conversation. I bit my lip and peeked up at her through my lashes.
“Gavin Landry,” I squeaked.
Judy’s POV
“Shut up!” She gasped. “Are you serious?? You went to Gavin Landry’s VIP suite? As in THE Gavin Landry?!”
I nearly tackled her; she was being so loud!
“Keep your voice down!” I scolded, attempting to cover her mouth with my hands but she was too quick and dodged me.
“How can I possibly keep it down when my best friend went to Gavin Landry’s hotel room last night and waited until now to tell me!” She exclaimed.
Nan was a waitress at the hotel restaurant the engagement party was at last night. The hotel, called Carter Resorts, was in the human territory, and it was owned by Patrick Carter, the Delta of the Silver Crescent pack. Which happened to be Gavin Landry’s pack.
I wasn’t surprised to see Gavin there last night, especially considering his daughter was the bride-to-be. I was less surprised to see that he had a VIP suite at the hotel.
I sighed.
“It all happened so fast, and I had a bit too much to drink,” I admitted. “I all but forgot when I got home because other stuff happened.”
I wrapped my arms around my body and looked up at her concerned eyes.
“What else happened?” She asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.
I took a deep breath, and I told Nan everything that happened, right up until Ethan came over and asked me to be his mistress in exchange for him paying off my father’s debt. By the time I finished talking, Nan’s jaw had dropped.
“The nerve of that asshole!” She hissed. “How dare he! He rejected you and now he wants you to be his little whore?! He has zero shame.”
“I’m not sure what I’m going to do, Nan,” I whispered. “There’s no way I could come up with 5 million dollars to pay off my father’s debt.”
We both fell silent as our thoughts consumed us and then her face lit up. I knew that look well and it grew nervous as a smile spread across her face. I knew right away that she had an idea, and I also knew that I wasn’t going to like it.
“You said that he gave you his shirt to wear?” She asked.
I nodded.
She gasped and grabbed my arm.
“Isn’t it obvious, Judy? Gavin is into you. That’s the only reason he’d give you his shirt. He wanted his scent on you! He’s very picky. In all my time as a waitress, you’re the first woman he’s ever offered.”
I gawked at her. She had officially lost her mind.
“Gavin’s not into me,” I said, shaking my head. “He gave me his shirt because mine ripped. There was nothing to it.”
“Why would he even care?” Nan asked, folding her arms across her chest. “He’s Gavin Landry and doesn’t need to care about any of this. Besides, you mentioned that he kissed you heatedly. You were ready to go all the way with him, which is huge because you were planning on waiting until after you were married. There had to be some kind of connection last night.”
I glanced at my hands.
“Or maybe I was just hurting and wanted to get back at Ethan,” I murmured. “Plus, I had a little too much to drink.”
“Drunk actions are sober thoughts or something like that,” she said, waving away my words. Then, she smirked. “You could use this to your advantage. Do you still have that lingerie you bought for your wedding night? You should pay Gavin a little visit and make him an offer he can’t refuse.”
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I knew it was a bad idea the moment she spoke the words, but her words continued to replay in my mind for the remainder of the day and night. When I woke up the next morning, my mind was made up.
I went to my closet and grabbed my red lingerie. I had only tried it on once and I felt a little self-conscious wearing it, but I knew the night of my wedding when I finally gave myself over to Ethan fully, it wouldn’t matter what I was wearing. My heart ached at the thought, and I quickly brushed it out of my head before I started to cry again.
I dressed in the lingerie, and I grabbed a long trench coat, wrapping it around my body. I left my hair down and I put on a little makeup to make my features pop.
For the last day or so, my mother had either been speaking on the phone to lawyers, visiting my father in prison, or in her room. I had barely seen or spoken to her since I told her Ethan wasn’t going to help us. I hated knowing I disappointed her, but hopefully, this would fix all our problems.
It was no secret where Gavin’s office was; everybody knew the famous Gavin Landry Corporation. When I walked through the front door, the receptionist was typing on her computer.
She barely spared me a look as I approached the desk.
“Good morning, I’m here to see Gavin Landry,” I said as politely as I could.
The receptionist looked upward at me and blinked a couple of times, looking less than amused.
“Do you have an appointment?”
“Uh, no, but-“
“Look, I don’t have time for this. Countless women come in here and request to speak with Gavin and I’m going to tell you what I tell them. Mr. Landry is incredibly busy, and he doesn’t have time or patience to be dealing with another fan girl,” she said bitterly.
“And what gives you the right to turn away those who come to see me?” A deep voice boomed.
Judy’s POV
“Mr. Landry,” the receptionist said, quickly standing to her feet. She suddenly seemed disheveled, and I wanted to smirk with satisfaction, but I kept it held in.
“I asked you a question, Laura,” he said, narrowing his eyes at her. “What gives you the right to send away guests? You know the protocol. You are to call my office, and I am the one who decides whether or not I will see them or not. Not you.”
She swallowed and glanced at the ground as if staring directly at him physically hurt her.
“Come with me.”
It took me a second to realize he was speaking to me, but when I saw the receptionist glaring at me and Gavin’s retreating back, I nearly stumbled over my feet to catch up to him. He walked through a luxurious waiting room until we reached a glass elevator.
It was very high-tech with a touch screen attached to it. He brought up a keypad and typed in some sequence before pressing the floor number.
He stood so close to me that the elevator felt almost cramped, despite it being a wide space. I could smell his incredible minty scent, mixed in with his aftershave and my heart skipped a beat.
He didn’t bother looking at me though and I was starting to doubt this plan would work. Maybe he didn’t like me as much as I thought he did. I felt awkward knowing that under this coat was nothing but lingerie.
The elevator came to a halt and the doors opened. It was an extremely large space with marble flooring and granite walls.