Chapter 175

Third Person POV

Daisy Baldwin stood outside the Cash manor, her red corvette running as she waited for Ethan. Her blond curls glistened under the moonlight; her features illuminated. Her pink overcoat hugging her figure perfectly. Working with Ethan was never a thing she had planned, but he sought her out one evening knowing that she wanted Gavin for herself, just as he wanted Judy.

They became partners in trying to break them up.

The moment she saw Ethan emerging from the manor with his luggage in hand, she pressed her lips in a thin line and folded her arms across her chest.

“There better be a good explanation why I’m picking you up so late at night and why you have luggage. If you think for a second you are staying with me—” she started to say, but he held up his hand to silence her.

He walked over to the trunk of her car and threw his luggage inside before making his way to the driver’s seat. Her mouth fell open as she scrambled to chase after him.

“What the hell do you think you are doing!” She screeched. “That’s my car!”

“Get in,” he said, not leaving her any room for argument.

She stared at him dumbfounded, he put the car in drive, his eyes blazing as he stared at her.

“I said get in!” He growled again.

She quickly ran around the car and got into the passenger seat. Before she could even close the door, he was peeling away.

“What the hell is going on Ethan?” She asked, her heart racing as she held onto the seat. Ethan drove through the street, weaving through traffic, and it made her shake with nerves.

“We are leaving,” he tells her with finality. “There’s somewhere we need to be.”

“Want to enlighten me?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest once the road clears and there’s no more traffic.”

He smirks.

“Trust me,” he murmured. “You’re going to like this.”

……

Judy’s POV

Gavn wouldn’t let us go to the club without some of his gamma warriors trailing us, which I shouldn’t have been surprised about, especially considering his daughter was with us. The music was loud, and everyone was having the time of their lives. I wasn’t very much into dance clubs, and I could tell Sammy was the same way because she found a secluded spot in the corner and continued to sip on the same drink for over an hour.

I wished I could join her because I was tired, but Nan and Irene refused to let me sit.

“This is exactly what we needed,” Nan breathed as she took a long and steady sip of her drink.

I nodded in agreement and lifted my glass in the air for them to clink.

“To forgetting about guys,” I said with a grin, knowing that each of us needed to forget about a guy.

They cheered and clinked glasses.

“I’m just going to run to the bathroom,” Irene said, her words slurring slightly from the amount of alcohol she’s consumed.

I nodded as Nan dragged me back to the dance floor. The music picked up and we danced like nobody was watching, laughing and swaying with our drinks raised. I hadn’t even thought about where Chester had gone off to. The last I saw of him he was seated at the bar. I worried that he ended up finding a woman and is having sex with her somewhere. If that’s the case, it would destroy Nan because he is her fated mate and he was supposed to be trying to win her trust.

I didn’t voice my worry though, not wanting her to panic or doubt herself. She was supposed to be forgetting him for the night, despite the fact that he was here.

“We should check on Sammy,” I said loud enough for her to hear me.

Nan nodded, finally tiring herself out from all the dancing.

As we weaved through the crowd, Sammy’s small table in the corner came into view and I was honestly shocked to see Chester seated with her. They weren’t really talking, they both looked kind of bored and sipping on their drinks, a comfortable silence falling between them.

“Hey,” I said as I took a seat beside Chester, Nan took the empty seat beside Sammy, avoiding Chester’s wandering gaze.

“Have you been here the whole time?” I asked him, taking a sip of my drink.

“A few minutes ago,” he admitted. “I went from the bar to here. I needed to get away. Some of these women won’t take no for an answer.”

I could see Nan tensing from the corner of my eyes; she was trying hard not to look at him, but ii knew she wanted to know as much information as she could.

“Did you turn them down?” I asked him.

His eyes flashed with something I couldn’t quite read.

“Of course I did,” he replied. “Did you think I was going ot pick up women while here?”

I shrugged.

“I wouldn’t put it past you,” I admit.

“I’m not that big of an asshole,” he murmured, looking almost offended.

“Debatable,” I teased.

“Where’s Irene?” Sammy asked, glancing around the space.

“Bathroom,” Nan replied, still avoiding Chester’s gaze.

I frowned as I too looked around.

“She’s been in there for a while,” I said, noticing the time. “Maybe she can’t find us. I’ll go look for her.”

I stand and Chester stands as well.

“I’ll come with you,” he said a little too quickly.

I knew he just needed some space from Nan, and this was his way of getting that. I nodded and motioned for him to follow me.

We weaved our way through the crowds of people and towards the secluded hallway that led to the bathroom. As we neared the hallway, my senses started to pick up on something and my heart began to race. Something was wrong… I could feel it deep in my bones and Chester could sense my growing anxiety.

“What is it?” He asked with a frown.

“Something wrong,” I said, quickening my pace.

“How can you tell?”

I wasn’t sure how to explain it; but it was like every bone inside me was screaming that something was wrong, and I needed to get to the source. Without replying, I raced through the halls until I neared the girl’s room, and that was when I heard her.

“Please… let me go!” She cried; her tone choked as sobs wracked her body. “Please…” she sounded defeated, like she was giving up her fight.

My heart raced as I surged forward, my wolf nearly taking control entirely. I knew the voice to be Irene and then the male grunting was an unfamiliar sound, but it pissed me off entirely.

“Get back to Nan and Sammy and get them out of here,” I called over my shoulder to Chester as I picked up my pace. “Then call Gavin. Meet us out front!”

“Wait what?” Chester asked.

I didn’t reexplain it to him, I burst through the bathroom door in time to see a man mounting Irene, who was nearly completely naked, her clothes ripped, though it didn’t look like he had gotten very far with her.

He quickly spun around; his eyes wide with shock. He had locked the door, and I burst through it with ease, so I understood his shock. Before he could comprehend what was happening, I was kicking him in the face, making him nearly fly across the room.

Irene let out a choked sob as she grabbed what was left of her clothing and tried to cover herself, her hands and entire body trembling with fear. I didn’t spare her a look though; I was too focused on the man in front of me. He was unfamiliar, and he reeked of alcohol. He was kind of good looking, so I could see Irene willingly talking to him, but then he clearly took things too far and I wasn’t okay with that.

“You caught me off guard,” he growled, his eyes blazing with fury. “I won’t let that happen again.”

He lunged at me, ready to fight but I was faster and oddly enough, stronger. I managed to get the best of him, making him fly across the room again. His head slammed off the tiled wall and his eyes, unfocused, were fixed on me.

“I can do this all day,” I said through my teeth. “Come at me!”

“Who the hell are you?” He asked, wincing in pain as he struggled to get to his feet.

“I’m someone you seriously shouldn’t fuck with,” I growled.

Before I could say anything more, gamma warriors were in the room, pinning him to the ground.

One of the gammas knelt beside Irene and gave her his overcoat to cover her body. She thanked him as she wiped away her tears, her body still trembling. I wondered where the gammas were until this point and why they weren’t watching their main target. I decided to not question them right now though.

I grabbed Irene’s hand and pulled her to her feet.

“Let’s go,” I told her firmly, pulling her out of the bathroom like I was some kind of mother figure.