Chapter 630

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 thenoveldrama

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.