#Chapter 297 Regret
Gavin’s POV
I was an asshole.
I ran my fingers through my hair as I watched Judy run out of the packhouse. I thought about going after her, but I knew she needed space. I hated that I upset her; I let my pride cloud my judgment, and I said something I regretted immediately. I was being and acting stupid; she just had an infuriating way of bringing it out of me.
But I knew that wasn’t an excuse.
I embarrassed her. I hurt her.
I could feel Sampson’s eyes on me as he leaned against his desk.
“I would have done the same,” he finally spoke, breaking through the tense silence. “If it were Lucy. I wouldn’t allow her to stay in another pack… at least not without me.”
“Lucy is your mate,” I said, my eyes finding his. “Judy isn’t mine.”
Sampson raised his brows.
“You sure about that?” He asked. “From the way you two responded to one another, I could practically see the pull from here.”
“I think I would know if she were my mate,” I muttered. “She’s not… but she is carr

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