Chapter 302

Judy’s POV

After dinner, I walked into the guest room, feeling relieved to have a bit of solitude. As much as I enjoy Spencer’s company and I’m glad to have a friend with me, it was also nice to be alone so I could gather all my thoughts. That pending sense of dread stayed with me, and it was messing with my wolf as well. I didn’t like how either of us was feeling in that moment, and I assumed it was because she was missing Gavin.

I hated to admit that I was missing him, too. Having sex with him last night after being away from him his touch for a couple of months and not even being in his close proximity for a couple of weeks, it made me crave him in a way that I never craved another person before.

My body remembered every touch, every scent, every taste of that man, and all I wanted was to wrap myself around him and never let go.

I shouldn’t want him the way I do… not after how he spoke to me earlier and embarrassed me in front of Sampson. But I do want him… more than words could ever express.

I was pathetic.

It shouldn’t be this hard… if two people wanted to be together, then they should be together. But I was certain if Gavin truly wanted to be with me or if he was going to be with me out of obligation because he now knows that I’m pregnant.

I hated feeling like this, and I needed to distract myself or get some sleep before I drove myself crazy.

I didn’t have a change of clothes or even pajamas to change into. I wasn’t really planning on going anywhere other than my little condo.

I walked into the bathroom, surprised at how gorgeous it looked. I couldn’t believe that Spencer built this with his own two hands. I knew he did it by himself, too, because nobody other than his grandmother knew about this cabin.

I turned on the shower, relishing in the warm steam that radiated around the bathroom. I let out a sigh of relief. This is exactly what I needed: a shower.

I stripped out of my clothes, frowning when the sticky note fell to the floor once I unhooked my bra. I almost forgot that it was there. I snatched it off the ground and glanced at them. Now that I was alone, I could analyze them a little more. My father taught me how to read coordinates at a young age, and that skill became useful when I started training to be a gamma warrior.

As I studied the coordinates, naked in the steam-filled bathroom, I realized they sounded very familiar. Like I’ve seen these before. I tried to think back to when I saw these coordinates last, but my mind was a bit foggy.

Furrowing my brows, I placed them on the counter and stepped into the shower. Maybe I just needed to clear my head a little more before I studied the coordinates again.

The shower felt incredible. I used the shampoo and conditioner left in the shower, wondering who they belonged to, only briefly. They were the scent of roses, and it made me feel calm. I washed my hair, and then I washed my body. For a long while, I just stood under the hot stream of water, allowing it to soak over my body and soothe away the anxiety that lingered in the darkest corner of my soul.

The coordinates flashed through my mind again as I closed my eyes. The memory of being picked up at the private airport when I first arrived in this region came to mind. I was picked up by Ron and Spencer. I sat in the back seat while they sat in the front seat. The GPS was on display on the car’s touch screen system, and I remembered watching the screen as we got closer to the pack. I remembered glancing at the coordinates once we arrived at the pack and realized that’s why I’ve seen them before. The coordinates on the sticky note were the coordinates of the pack. But why would he have that written down? Was he giving someone directions to the pack?

I couldn’t think of a reason why he would have those coordinates written down, and my mind was whirling with anxiety. My wolf was uneasy about the situation, and I couldn’t blame her; it was strange. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself.

I used the brush on the counter to brush out my hair and tie it into a messy bun on top of my head. I then put my bra and panties back on, not bothering to put the rest of my clothes on.

I stepped out of the bathroom and froze when I saw a mug on the nightstand with an assortment of sweeteners. It wasn’t there earlier when I first walked into this room. I glanced in the mug, and it was tea.

I put some sugar in the tea, knowing Spencer must have put it in here for me. He was thoughtful, and it warmed my heart knowing I had a friend like him in my corner.

As I sipped the tea, I walked towards the window. My eyes traveled to where the Redcliff pack was… or at least the direction of the pack. We were about 10 miles away, so I couldn’t see it, but there was still a strange pull towards it.

Maybe I was just tired… actually… I was getting really tired. I took another long sip of the tea and let out a yawn. My eyes were drooping to a point where keeping them open was an impossible task.

My wolf clawed inside me, sensing something was seriously wrong. She howled desperately, wanting to get back to the pack.

Then, something in the far distance caught my eye; I frowned.

Was that a fire?

My eyes scanned the surroundings; the fire was quite a distance away, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. My eyes found another pair of eyes, staring at me in the forest, and a bone-chilling feeling crept up my spine.

A rogue?

My eyes were blurry from how drowsy I was suddenly getting, and my heart rate started to pick up. I took a step backward, and my breathing started to pick up. Something was wrong… both my wolf and I knew it.

Suddenly, I couldn’t stand on my own two feet anymore. Suddenly, my weight was almost too much.

I fell to the ground, the mug slipping from my fingers and crashing to the ground. I heard footsteps outside the bedroom door, and I knew it was Spencer.

Relief flooded me when he opened the door; I couldn’t open my mouth to say anything; my tongue felt like it weighed a hundred pounds, and I couldn’t speak. I looked up at him through my hazy eyes and stared back at me with a look of indifference. My brows furrowed.

Did he see what was happening to me?

Was he going to help me?

His eyes narrowed as he stared at me; he bent down to me, his hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch lingered on my cheek for a bit too long. His touch felt wrong and tainted; I tried to wiggle away from him, but I couldn’t move my body. I was completely paralyzed.

It was taking everything I had in me to keep consciousness. But even I could feel the weakening state of my body, the fight leaving me despite my wolf’s desperation to break free and get me out of this situation. I can still shift; at least until I’m about 4 months pregnant, I can. So, my wolf would be able to get me out of here, but she was also preoccupied with keeping our pup safe, and shifting worried her. I could feel her conflict, and my heart was pounding against my ribcage.

He reached his hand out to me again, his fingers tracing my jawline.

“So, fucking beautiful,” he whispered. “Soon, you’re going to be mine, Judy Montague.”

I wanted to ask him what the fuck he was talking about; his grin was terrifying.

“It took a lot of work to get you here, you know. To get to this point. I’m glad we are finally together, though, and now that I have you, I’m not planning on letting you go.”

He lowered himself so his lips were at my ear; an unsettled chill crept up my spine, and I wanted to pull away again, but my body wouldn’t listen.

“You’re a fighter,” he whispered. “Aren’t you a little tired? Close your eyes, baby… get some sleep. By tomorrow, there isn’t going to be a pack for us to return to.”

My heart sank to my stomach.

The fire that I saw.

Was that coming from the pack?

Panic started to consume me. What the fuck did Spencer do? Oh Goddess… Gavin…

His grin grew even wider when he saw the panic in my eyes.

“Don’t worry… I won’t hurt you. I just wanted you sedated until the pack is gone. This time tomorrow, we’ll be on the road and leaving to start a new life… I love you, Judy, and I’m not going to let you go. You’re mine.”

And with that, the fight in me shattered, and darkness clouded my vision.

I lost the fight.

But I wasn’t going to lose the battle.