Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

Judy's POV

Gavin's body tensed at the sound of his mother's words; his hand gripping mine tightly. He turned to look at her; she stood in the archway of the sitting room, her arms folded across her chest. She wore a gorgeous evening gown, making me think she was just heading out. Her hair was perfectly curled and tied up into a bun, and her makeup looked professionally done.

Her perfectly trimmed brows were knitted together as she stared at the two of us, her eyes occasionally drifting to the hand that Gavin was grasping as if his life depended on it.

I wasn't surprised by her rude voice or that I wasn't welcomed into her home. But I was there for Gavin, so I kept my lips clamped shut, hating that my cheeks were growing red.

"Watch how you speak about her, Mother," Gavin said, a dangerous edge to his voice. "Don't forget whose property this really is. Judy is here as my guest, and you'll show her respect."

She pressed her lips together until they were nothing more than a thin line.

"So, that's how this is going to be?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at her son. "You are threatening me for her now? Are you seriously trading a Baldwin for this?"

I blanched at her words, but Gavin didn't release my hand.

option for me, and I'm not sure how much more I could

want to stick to the same bloodline. Plus, they are a powerful and rich family. What more could

go of my hand. It was reassuring in a way to know that he was still present with me, despite speaking about the past

and clearly not giving up. "You could learn

not doing this with

as my mate. She will never be my anything, let alone my Luna. I know what you want to hear, but the fact of the matter is, Judy is my second chance mate, and

Her eyes grew large as she stared at him and then at me. I saw the darkness

did you do to my son, you fucking bitch!" She hissed, and before I could say anything or react,

face, and the sting of her slap nearly

copper blood from my split lip, and she raised her hand to slap me again. Only this time, Gavin could react and was

е strong, and I could feel his anger rotting off him in waves. He was gripping his mother's hand, squeezing tightly, making her face go pale as she stared up at her son. Her eyes were

said through her gritted teeth as she tried to break