Chapter 800

Judy’s POV

By the time I pulled into the parking space in front of the villa, the villa’s lights were a soft scatter of gold across the stone. It shouldn’t have been like warmth. It looked like a stage set waiting for its actors.

I already figured that Gavin wasn’t going to be here, but my wolf still whimpered at the loss of him. She needed her mate right now; our world seemed to have turned upside down today. Finding out about my birth mother and her potential fate nearly destroyed me.

I wondered what family she came from… what family I came from. Whoever they were, I wondered if they knew I still existed and if they wondered about me in the same way that I wondered about them.

I told myself that I was fine. That the drive back had helped, that breathing with my hand on my belly had helped, that putting distance between me and everything that I found out had helped. But the moment I stepped into the manor, greeted by Adam, who gave me a small head nod, my mind went back to that kitchen table.

There was one thing I knew for certain: I was part of a family that was so powerful it made my birth mother run and then hide me with the Montagues. She was so afraid that she willingly gave me away.

The lump in my throat was tough to swallow, and my hands trembled no matter how many times I tried to calm them.

“Is anyone home?” I asked Adam, who remained perched at the doorway as he always was.

“Only Irene,” he replied. “Master Matthew is at school, and Alpha Landry is at his office. But he’ll be home within a couple of hours.”

nodded, hating how vulnerable

who were in the middle of speaking in hushed whispers, stopped the moment I entered.

afternoon, future Luna,” one of them said, quickly bowing her head. “There’s a

but

I think I’m

us to make you tea,” another staff member said quickly as she rushed to grab a

little too quickly. “I can do

it’s

putting my hand on the mug that she was now holding. I gave her a small smile, trying to look like I had my

I’d like to do it myself,” I told

she nodded and

the work, and stood at the counter while the kettle built itself towards a scream. I was wildly aware that I was being watched, but I tried not

that’s what you do when your brain is loud… You make something simple happen, and you keep your hands busy. The

eyes on me despite their best

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and preparing for a later

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