Chapter 190
**Chapter 0190**
**Gavin’s POV**
I thought I caught a whiff of Judy’s scent just a moment ago. I hadn’t spoken to her since this morning because I had been so busy today. But I did tell Irene to text me if she saw Judy.
I informed her that the tutoring session was moved to a new location. After that, I decided to cancel it for the day. The film crew needed the space for their meeting, and they wanted to check out the training grounds.
I thought Leroy would take her home right after school, so I was surprised when I caught a whiff of her scent. I was about to go check if she was here when Chanse started talking my ear off. He wouldn’t stop chatting, making it hard for me to focus on anything else.
It was hard to leave the meeting. Skyla was holding onto my arm as if she had every right to do so. I tried to pull my arm away from her grip, hoping she would get the hint, but she just wouldn’t let go.
The more I tried to resist her, the more determined she became. My wolf was not happy with her touch; he growled in my mind the whole time she sat next to me.
I needed to shut him out before he lost control and did something reckless.
As soon as the meeting ended, I felt a rush of regret. Hours later, I was the first one to leave the room. I was eager to call Judy and see if she was at the villa. Just as I reached for my phone,
As I reached into my pocket to grab my phone, I heard someone call my name from behind me.
“Alpha Gavin!” It was Chanse, calling out before I could walk too far away.
I sighed and tried to hold back a groan as I turned to face the director.
“Yes?” I asked, trying to hide my annoyance.
“I was thinking, why don’t you take Skyla to dinner tonight? She could use a break and some time away from all of us,” he suggested.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “And why would I do that?” I asked.
“Look, I’m worried about her,” he said. “She’s lost a lot of weight and isn’t eating like she used to. I know she cares about her health.”
I admire her because she’s a model and an icon, but I still want her to be healthy. I wouldn’t want that for my sister, Kylie, and I definitely don’t want it for Skyla either. Skyla seems to like you, and I think it would be great if we could support her in being healthy.
“She needs to get outside for a little while and take a break. I bet you can help her eat a proper meal and take better care of herself,” I said.
I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling a bit anxious about the situation.
I ran my fingers through my hair, not caring that it was getting messy.
“I kind of have something I need to do—” I started to say.
“Please, Alpha. I know I’m asking a lot, but she’s fragile, and I don’t…”
“I don’t want to see her hurt herself,” Chanse pleaded. “She looks up to you… she always has. I’m sure you can help her.”
I sighed. It was hard to say no to that, especially since I needed to live up to my responsibilities.
“Okay, yeah, I’ll take her to dinner,” I murmured.
Chanse looked happy and smiled at my response.
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Chapter 8190
“Excellent,” he said,
He clapped his hands together. “I’ll let her know. Thank you, Alpha.”
He bowed respectfully before heading to the parlor to share the news with Skyla. I sighed and checked the time; it seemed like I wouldn’t be able to catch a break anytime soon.
I was getting ready to go to the mansion tonight. I picked up my phone and found Judy’s contact. After I hit the “call” button, I pressed the phone to my cheek and waited for her to answer. But the answer never came. I frowned and looked at the screen, feeling a bit frustrated.
I tried to call her, but the call ended before I could leave a message. So, I decided to text her instead.
“Hey, sorry, I won’t be able to come over tonight. But I’ll try to stop by tomorrow. Hope you have a good day.”
I reread the message, feeling a bit unsure about it. Still, I decided to hit “send” and waited a few minutes for her reply.
When she finally responded, it was just a thumbs-up emoji. I frowned, wondering what that meant.
“Was she upset with me about something?” I wondered.
“Oh, hi Daddy,” Irene said as she came down the stairs. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah,” I replied quietly, my eyes glued to my phone. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
I thought about Judy being really angry, and I looked up at my daughter, who was still coming down the stairs. “Did you see Judy earlier today?” I asked her.
She frowned at my question and bit her lower lip.
“Yeah,” she said slowly. “She came…”
“I’m here,” she said softly. “She wasn’t feeling good, so she left.”
My frown deepened. She had seemed fine this morning. What could have happened so suddenly that she had to go because she was ill?
“I thought I told you…”
“Did you tell her that the tutoring session was canceled?” I reminded her.