AT THE RYDER PACK: The wolves who were in the gym were either the ones who had stayed after the tragedy or the rogues. They were always coming into her home and Judy had tried to know them but gave up after a year.
It was confusing.
The pack kept on increasing and decreasing and she couldn't keep up with the number and she didn't care anymore. The werewolves who kept on coming were rogues and they were evil, cunning, and, always had sinister plans.
Concluding to herself she knew the werewolves kept on coming because of her father. And oh, Michael Patrick was one mean evil man.
And evil attracts evil.
They had stopped staring and everyone was minding their business, smiling and laughing with their buddies. Judy wasn't jealous or expecting anything from any of them, she had had that and it didn't go as she had thought it would.
She thought finding a mate was going to give her someone important and then they would be happily ever after, she even thought whenever anyone asked them a question they would be like, "Him and I, or I and her," and then answer them.
But no!
Yes, she did find herself a mate. But a suck-up one, who wanted to please the alpha and his son. A mate who didn't even care if he was pleasing Judy or not.
Judy had asked her mate who was more important, the alpha and his son or her. But the answer she got was, "meh."
She stopped caring and asking afterward and only focused on herself.
And now the mantra to her was, "I, and me, and myself."
"Was is it that night? Or my father was always like that?" Judy asked herself.
That question was the same question she had been asking herself for over a decade, with no answer. She didn't see herself going to her dad and asked him, "Hey daddy so that night I saw something, uh?"
It was impossible, she didn't even know how she would start asking her father that. But that was the night that everything changed, the night when she saw the beast in her father.
She almost tripped while working out because of thinking of the night. Just the mere thought of her father that night made her want to run far away and never look back.
"Almost tripped there, uh?" A werewolf asked her.
She looked at him and was surprised. Who was he? His face was not familiar as she had never seen him around.
"I am Cameroon." He said stretching his hand to him.
"I am…"
"Judy Patrick, I know."
"Okay," Judy said and hoped she didn't sound like someone with an attitude, yes she didn't talk to the werewolves at Ryder's Pack but she didn't want them to perceive her like a bitch with an attitude.
It was better for them to stare at her and go on to gossip about non-existence things.
Cameroon looked at Judy and Judy hoped he wasn't going to start a conversation; the introduction was enough for her. It wasn't like he was going to stay for a long time in the Ryder Pack.
"So, you are working out uh?"
"Hi, Judy the alpha is calling for you."
Cameroon and another person spoke to her at once, Judy smiled at the one who informed her that. It was funny for anyone watching the guy telling Judy that the alpha was calling for her because he was her mate.
"The alpha." Judy's mate at first wanted to call the alpha "father" but he was asked not to by Michael. And he was warned that if he even dared, his bones were going to be broken piece by piece every day.
Michael Patrick didn't like to be called father, let alone her daughter's mate.
Even though she didn't want to go and meet her father she had to. He had sent someone already and Judy knew she was supposed to go and see her father after waking up.
Every day in the morning.
And her mate coming to call her saved her from having a conversation with the Cameroon guy.
Judy bid him goodbye and went back to her room to take a shower all this while her mate was waiting for her as if he was asked by the alpha to follow her around.
She dressed in her comfortable clothing as she knew it was going to be a long morning.
Walking to where her father was, Judy answered the wolves who greeted her.
"Oh-oh!" She exclaimed as soon as she entered the room her father was in; he was busy pacing left-right-left-right. With one look at her pacing father she knew it was going to be a long morning.
"You can leave." Her dad spoke, without even looking at who had entered. Michael was alert and sometimes he even joked he knew the werewolves by the sounds of their steps.
Was he joking?
Judy didn't think so, with her father being on alert every moment he could learn that.
"Yes alpha," Judy's mate answered.
"He was behind me?" Judy asked herself and shook her head. She didn't even know her mate had followed her.
Judy went and sat down ready to listen to her father.
"Good morning father, I am here." She greeted him.
"How many times have I asked you not to call me that?" Michael asked her daughter.
Yeah, he didn't want Judy to call him that.
Judy of course knew that, but she loved to call him that as it always made him annoyed. And some days he could even dismiss her.
That was what Judy was hoping for, so she could go back to the gym or her room or anything so long as she wasn't with her father.
"Dad?"
"Judy!" Her father shouted.
Judy smirked at him as if she had a death wish.
"Come on dad, even a good morning to you too my daughter? Uh? Nothing?"
"Enough! Just sit." Her father said.
Judy's sassiness stopped and she felt disappointed, she thought she was going to be told, "Go back to your room young girl."
"Great!" Judy whispered to herself as she took her seat.