CHAPTER 9
“NEW REALITY”
Bridgette’s POV:
I woke the following morning to a dull throbbing in my head. I reached up and touched my forehead and as I did, felt a slight pinch at the base of my neck. I froze as the memories of last night fluttered into my mind. Had I passed out? Everything was a blur until I took a deep breath and caught that overwhelming scent of bergamot and realized I was laying in the arms of my mate.
“This is not good.” I whimpered to myself as I contemplated what to do to wriggle out of this man’s very strong arms. I slowly turned, rolling onto my back, putting me nearly nose to nose with my captor, yes, that was how I felt like referring to him this morning. If it had been up to me, I would have been on the first flight back to Scotland this morning and I would
