Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings - Chapter 140: Chapter 140

Judy’s pov
Gently opening my eyes, I roused from consciousness to a scent that was not mine but was very familiar. It felt like an imprint on my skin now, like a merging that was forever sealed. It was the evidence of the wonderful experience I had just shared with Steven Talaverra.
Speaking of Steven, he was beside me, or should I say, on top of me, half of his large body pinning me down to the bed as he slept and my heart felt full at the intimacy we had just shared again.
Remembering how Nick had once told me about Steven suffering from insomnia, I was very happy to see that he was fast asleep, no creases on his face that hinted to any nightmares.
Taking my time to look at him, I wondered how I had lucked out with someone like Steven. How had I even lucked out with all of them? I would never actually know? I was just going to be grateful everyday of my life.
Removing strands of his hair from his pout, I smiled, amused by his mouth formed a pout and then went back to normal again, the weight of his body nearly crushing me.
Cute.
I doubted that he would like being called that when he woke up.
Now that he was asleep, this was the perfect time for me to do what I had wanted to do whenever the coast was clear; visit Dennis in the holding cell and hear exactly what he had to say about everything that was going on.
I hadn’t seen Dennis since the ordeal that had caused me to have to transfer school in shame and there was no way that seeing him now was not going to be awkward for me but I needed answers and he seemed to be the source of all of the answers right now. I also wanted to hear exactly what I had to do with all of this. I knew about Dahlia, but it’s not like I’m any more special than the royals with their incredible powers. It sounded like something was afoot and I was in the middle and not even in a good way.
Gently, I removed the leg that Steven had placed over my body and when he didn’t wake up, I decided to gently remove his hand. Feeling proud of myself and oddly excited about sneaking out of bed, I was almost out of the large bed when I was pinned back down to it, Steven’s sleepy face staring down at me.
“What’s wrong? Where are you going?” He asked groggily and I fought the urge to smile at how adorable he was.
“I’m going to see Dennis to ask him some questions. You don’t have to go with me though. you should get some more rest.”
“I’m up.” He answered immediately, rising to his feet and helping me up from the bed, the sleep clearing from his eyes and I blushed to see him standing in all his naked glory, holding the bedsheet to my chest.
Throwing on sweatpants and a shirt, he came out of his closet, his lips tilting up in a grin as he gave me one of his shirts that was so big it stoped at my knees and shorts.
“Turn around.” I said and he looked like he was about to refuse but he shrugged, his smile still very wide and when he turned, I quickly put on his clothes.
“Okay you can turn back now.”
“Look how cute you look in my clothes. Have I ever told you how adorable you are?” He cooed and I rolled my eyes as he pulled me by the waist and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead, “your cute forehead, your cute nose, those f**k-me lips,” he kissed my lips. The kiss deepened into a needy, desperate makeout kiss and we were still kissing when Steven opened the door.
“If you guys weren’t finished, you didn’t have to come out,” I heard Nick drawl and I tore away from Steven, shocked.
My eyes widened to see Nick and Caesar rousing from their sleep by the door and Nick was leaning against the wall, his arms folde and looking at Caesar who looked like he just roused as well.
My face was flaming hot with embarrassment and Steven merely grinned as the duo glared at him, obviously pissed at Steven for the trick he pulled to get me alone, but while Nick didn’t blink an eye at Steven’s mark on my neck, Caesar’s expression changed immediately. He grit his teeth in annoyance and looked away from me but this time he didn’t look jealous. He looked sad and ashamed of something.
“Caesar-“
“It’s nothing, princess.”
Was it because he was the one that was my fated and was still yet to mark me?
Did he think that it meant I didn’t care about him anymore?
I was about to move forward to where he was and ask when Steven spoke.
“Judy wants to go to the holding cell to see Dennis and I’m taking her there. You’re welcome to join if you want.”
“Sure.” Nick agreed, giving me a gentle smile which I returned.
“I’ll be able to verify if he is telling us the truth or feeding us some bullshit.” He added and Steven nodded.
“I’ve heard all I have to from Dennis. I don’t need to hear any more.” Caesar answered and ignoring my eyes, he walked away.
My frown deepened. “Caesar! Stop right there!”
He obeyed as if he couldn’t bear to take another step without my command.
“If this is about your uncle, I really don’t care! What’s in the past is in the past-“
“But it’s NOT in the past! I’m the one thing that should have protected you all your life, but I hurt and humiliated you every chance I got. You could have been killed, Judy. You could have died!”
“But I’m standing here, am I not? What’s done is done. I forgave you, we’re past that!”
“I’m going to the gym. Break a leg, you guys.” he said coldly, clearly dismissing me.
My frowned deepened in annoyance, my chest heaving as hurt and anger blossomed to life.
Nick took my hand and spoke to me via our mind link.
“Caesar is dealing with his own s**t and he means no harm. He’ll come around soon.”
Nodding, I sighed as Steven stirred us towards the cells where Dennis was being held.
The men guarding the cell rose to greet us upon our arrival and when Steven informed them why we were here, they did not hesitate to let us in.
The cell was dark, giving a very spooky vibe but perhaps it was because I just already had a predetermined feeling about how cells should feel like or maybe it was because I was about to speak to Dennis but I was very nervous.
The place was clean and we saw that Dennis had been given a thin mattress to sleep on. He was sitting with his back against the wall though as the guard that followed us in opened the door to his own cell and left us.
I walked in first, Nick and Steven behind me and when Dennis rose, I realized that he was in handcuffs. My throat tightened in concern and I couldn’t even begin to imagine everything that was going on right now, from what was happening at the wards to the fact that if Dennis was really telling the truth, he was going to be punished for his mother’s crimes just like I had spent my entire life being punished for my father’s.
As we stared at each other, I struggled to find the resentment that I once harboured toward him, hating that I seemed to have a soft spot for me, just like I now did for Caesar, a part of me always seeking to understand and forgive those that have wronged me.
I couldn’t decide if that made me a good person or just a foolish person.
“You came” Dennis said and it was obvious from his tone that he had not expected me to come and see me.
He was only looking at me, just like he had been out at the courtyard and if I wasn’t for the fact that I was sure Steven and Nick were on either side of me, I could have sworn it was just us two in here from his intense gaze.
He started walking forward to meet me but Steven and Nick blocked his path immediately, standing in front of me like a shield.
“Not less than five feet away if you don’t want to end up like that gardener.” Steven warned and Dennis quickly stepped back.
“I’m sorry.” He said and I sighed, wondering just how much Dennis had changed since I last saw him. That was a conversation for another day though.
“Dennis, tell me everything you know about what’s going on and what I have to do with it.”