Chapter 39

Judy’s POV

“And he knows that you aren’t his biological child?” I asked, glancing down at a sleeping Matthew.

Gavin nodded.

“Yes,” he said softly. “He remembers his time with his mother. It wasn’t good and he often still has nightmares. He started to call me dad a few years ago after he started living with me.”

“It was nice of you to take him in,” I said, my heart swelled a little at the thought of Gavin caring about someone so much that he would do anything for them. He treated Matt just like he was his normal son, and I never had any reason to doubt that Matt wasn’t his son.

“He’s family,” Gavin said with a shrug.

I wanted to say more, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I wasn’t sure what would be appropriate to say. So, I remained quiet until the car pulled to a stop in front of the villa.

“We should probably wake him so we can get started on his lessons for today,” I said.

Gavin nodded.

I nudged Matt a little and ran my hand down the side of his face; he looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, and I felt bad waking him up. But soon, his eyes fluttered open and he yawned as he lifted his head off my arm to look around the car.

“Are we home?” He asked, blinking a few times to adjust his eyes.

“Yes,” I answered at the same time as Gavin answered, “We are.”

I looked at Gavin and I couldn’t help the warmth that spread across my face.

“Thanks for helping me today,” Matt said as he hugged me. “You were a good mom.”

I blushed even harder now, and the smirk Gavin had on his mouth did not go unnoticed.

“Let’s go inside and get some work done,” I said as I pushed the door open, not wanting to discuss this any further.

I heard Matt’s laughter sounding from behind me.

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Third Person POV

“Remind me again why we are preparing all these meals,” Ethan asked as he stared at all the different platters that had been set up by maids.

Irene had been running around all morning like a chicken with her head cut off, making sure everything was clean and cooked perfectly.

“Because my cousin Walter is coming to visit from a different country, and he has never been here before! I haven’t seen him since I was a little girl and I’m so excited to meet him again.”

“What country? And How long is he here for?”

“France; and he’s here for a month,” Irene answered. “He’s a journalist and he’s working on a worldwide article. He’s looking for the latest scoop and he wanted to start here.”

“So, Walter is your father’s nephew?” Ethan asked.

“Yes,” she replied. “My father has a younger brother and an older sister. He’s the middle child.”

“And his younger brother left the country?”

She nodded thoughtfully.

“To be with his mate,” she explained. “He went there for a business trip when they met. She didn’t want to leave her country, and he didn’t want to leave without her. So, he planted new roots there. He left everything behind and started over completely. They were only able to conceive one child, Walter. He’s only a couple of years older than me and he’s already so successful in his country.”

“Do you have a photo of him? I wonder if I heard of him,” Ethan said, curiously.

She pulled out her phone and brought up a photo of Walter Landry. He looked like a supermodel with his perfect curls of blonde hair and his dark blue eyes. He definitely looked like a Landry with his chiseled face and strong physique.

“You look like you could be siblings,” Ethan pointed out.

Irene beamed.

“We got that a lot when we were kids,” she admitted. “We were close when we visited. I’ve only been there a few times, but it was a beautiful country, and I had a ton of fun with my father’s family.”

“Well, if he’s important to you, then he’s important to me,” Ethan said, draping an arm around her shoulders. “I can’t wait to meet him.”

She smiled and kissed his cheek gently.

“He’ll be here any minute.”

“Should we put this food in the parlor?” One of the maids asked. “Miss Montague and Master Matthew had left and went out back to do some sparring and defense practice.”

Irene nodded.

“The parlor would be great,” she agreed.

The maids grabbed a platter each and scurried to the parlor just as the sound of the doorbell rang through the villa.

Irene perked up, a large smile on her lips as she turned to face Ethan.

“He’s here,” she said, grabbing his hand. “Let’s go!”

Together, they walked into the front foyer where a few gamma warriors were stationed. Adam had the door open and was greeting the young man who walked into the villa.

“It’s an honor to finally meet you, master Walter. We made up the guest room for you and I hope it is to your liking. I’ll bring your things there right away.”

“Wallie!” Irene shrieked as she ran through the room.

Walter’s smile was radiant.

“Rena, it’s so good to see you again,” Walter said in a thick French accent.

“Rena?” Ethan asked.

Irene chuckled.

“Childhood nickname,” she explained. “Wallie, this is my fiancé, Ethan.”

“Ah, the infinite Ethan. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve heard great things from my cousin,” Walter said, shaking Ethan’s hand.

“I read some of your work a little bit ago. You are quite known around France. You should be proud of yourself,” Ethan said.

“How about we go into the parlor? There’s food and drinks,” Irene suggested, taking Walter's arm and guiding him down the hallway and towards the back parlor.

As they sat on the couches and started to munch on the food, Walter and Ethan started to talk about business and Walter’s plans for the future of his company. Irene listened thoughtfully, loving that the two men who meant the world to her were getting along so well.

“So, you’re going to be an Alpha once your father retires?” Ethan asked after Walter finished explaining that his mother was the daughter of the former Alpha and after his passing, his father took over the role, making his mother the Luna and Walter the only heir.

Walter owned his own France news magazine that was forever growing and starting to become worldwide. As part of the Landry family, they were already pretty well known and his family owned quite a lot of properties in France. They weren’t as well-known as Gavin Landry because he was the most powerful Lycan chairman in the world, but they were still well-known enough and very rich.

Ethan found himself intrigued by Walter and his tales; he could understand why Irene liked him so much. They got along like siblings and that was obvious from how they behaved with one another. They teased each other like any other sibling would.

“Where is my uncle, anyway?” Walter asked, looking around the parlor as if he expected Gavin to appear out of nowhere.

“He’s at the packhouse taking care of some business,” Irene answered. “He’ll probably be here later. He’s been spending a lot of time at home lately since Matthew got a new tutor.”

“Another new tutor?” Walter asked, raising his brows. “From what you tell me, this had to be the hundredth tutor he’s had.”

Irene nodded and bit her lip.

“Yes, but I think this one is the one. Matt actually seems to like her, and she’s already been here for a couple of weeks without any issues,” she explained, shrugging. “They are outside right now practicing sparring and defense. Maybe you can meet her later, she’s really great.”

“That sounds lovely,” he said as he reached for a small sandwich on one of the platters. “These little sandwiches are delicious.”

“Turkey and cheese,” Irene said, grabbing one for herself and nibbling on it. “They are my favorites. I figured you would like them too.”

He nodded and took another bite.

“So, Ethan, Rene tells me you are going to be the next Alpha of the Redmoon pack. I hear congratulations are in order,” Walter said, lifting his glass of juice in the air towards Ethan.

“Not quite yet, but I’m working on it,” Ethan admitted, wrapping an arm around Irene who snuggled closer to him.

“Don’t listen to him, Wallie. My father loves him. It’s a no-brainer really. Ethan has to be the next Alpha,” Irene told him.

“Your faith is incredible my love,” Ethan said, kissing her gently on the nose and making her chuckle.

“You two are disgustingly cute. I hope one day I can be as lucky and find love as well,” Walter sighed, leaning back in his seat.

Just as those words had been spoken, Judy walked into the parlor, not paying much attention to what was going on around her. She wore only a workout bra, showcasing her incredible body, and tight workout shorts that hugged her muscly curves perfectly and showcased her long and slender legs.

Her hair was damp from sweat and tied up in a high ponytail; her cheeks were flushed and she had beads of sweat pooling on the nape of her neck, dripping down to her exposed shoulders. She was radiant and absolutely glowing.

Ethan hadn’t even realized he was staring until Judy walked into the kitchen and he lost sight of her.

“Who was that?” Walter asked, his eyes fixed on the door that Judy disappeared into.

“Matt’s tutor, Judy Montague,” Irene answered proudly.

This snapped Ethan back to the present moment and he blinked at Walter who was fixed on the doorway. Soon, Judy walked back into the room; she was holding a water bottle. She ran the water bottle along the nape of her neck and let out a soft moan from the relief the coldness brought to her hot skin.

The sound went straight to Ethan’s cock; Walter seemed to be taking in the view too because his eyes darkened and he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off, Judy. She opened the water bottle and took a long and steady drink.

She glanced in their direction briefly, her eyes landing on Ethan, then Irene, then finally Walter, where she held his eye contact a bit longer. The water dripped down her chin as she finished her long sip and then she capped the bottle, giving him a small smile before she turned and walked out of the room to rejoin Matt outside.

“Oh my goddess,” Walter whispered. “She’s stunning.”