Filed to story: Gavin Landry and Judy Werewolf Story
Had Ethan made pasta cha sauce from scratch? He didnt need to do all of that ; I just needed my mother to have a little something in her system.
I , on the other hand, wasnt hungry because I had already eaten a large meal at Gavins house.
Soon, Ethan was walking into the living room with a couple of plates.
He handed me one and I set it on the table, and then he handed my mother one.
My suspicions were confirmed when I saw the gourmet- looking meat sauce on the pasta.
You didnt need to do all of that, I told him.
The jar of sauce would have been fine.
He rolled his eyes.
I wouldnt even feed that to a dog, he muttered.
Im not sure I can eat, my mother admitted, staring at the food sadly.
Please try, Ethan asked her, sitting on the seat across from the couch.
It would mean the world to me.if you at? something.
She looked at him for a moment before she nodded.
He glanced at me and narrowed his eyes.
You should eat too, he said, motioning for the plate on the table.
Im not hungry, I told him flatly.
He frowned at me.
Can you stop being so stubborn for once and do what youre told? He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
I remained silent, not justifying that with a response.
Ethan gave up after a moment and turned his attention to my mother.
I watched as my mother nibbled on the food while having a mindless conversation with Ethan.
I thought Ethan would have left after dinner or picked a fight with me about the same things as usual, but he didnt.
He stayed and cleaned the dishes ; he cleaned up the rest of the kitchen as well.
Once he was done in the kitchen, he tidied up the living room while I kept my mother company.
Then, he proceeded to go into my mothers room and clean up her space as well.
He picked her out some comfortable pajamas and drew her a bath.
I helped her get into the bath while Ethan remained in the living room.
I was expecting, along with hoping, he would have left while my mother was in the bath.
But when I returned to the living room after successfully putting my mother to bed, he was waiting for me.
I had to admit, I was grateful that he was able to help my mother this evening.
Im not sure she would have eaten anything or taken care of herself if he wasnt here.
Thank you, Ethan, for your help, I told him.
It honestly means a lot.
It doesnt come without a cost, he said, raising his brows.
Now, Im hoping that you can return the favor.
Judys POV
Return the favor? I asked, my heart falling deep into my stomach.
What are you talking about? He cleared his throat and straightened his posture ; the soft expression he wore for most of the day was gone completely and now it was a cold look that sent a chill down my spine.
I instinctively took a step away from him, not wanting to be anywhere near him.
You know exactly what Im talking about, Judy, he said, his brows furrowed in my direction.
I want you to be my mistress.
Do what I ask, and Ill make sure your mother is well and that your father comes home by the end of the night.
My heart was bleeding at the man that lonce loved more than anything in this entire world.
At one point, I would have done anything for him.
Now, as I stared at him, I saw nothing but a stranger staring back at me.
His eyes were cold and unfamiliar ; his lips were pressed in a thin line as he glared at me.
No matter how many times he asked me, I still couldnt believe what he wanted me to do.
He wanted me … his fated mate … to be his mistress while he married another woman.
A woman who didnt deserve to be treated this way.
Irene was a sweet girl, and it was clear that she loved Ethan more than anything.
It hurt knowing that another woman felt this way about my mate, but I also knew that the heart wanted what it wanted, and her heart wanted Ethan.
How could you ask such a thing from me, Ethan? I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Did our two years together truly mean nothing to you? His expression softened for the briefest of moments.
Of course, it meant something to me, he said, stepping closer to me.
Thats why I cant let you go, Judy.
You are my mate … you belong to me, and I will have you in any way that I can get you.
Wouldnt you rather be with me in secret than not be with me at all? Think about your wolf.
Do you want to end up like your mother? My wolf had been quiet this entire conversation ; I could feel her silently observing this interaction and I knew it pained her, the kind of things Ethan was saying to us.
She didnt want to be a mistress either, but she also didnt want to let her mate go.
And your wolf is okay with making his mate a mistress? I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
Ethan shrugged casually.
He knows what needs to be done.
Thats the qualification of being an Alpha, he said simply.
You arent an Alpha yet, I murmured.