Semua Bab The Bridge To The Alpha’s Human Mate: Bab 41 - Bab 47

Ridge’s Pov The hum of the tires against the asphalt was the only sound for a long stretch of time. You do know how sharp our hearing was, but I couldn't head anything but that, not breathing, not the gritting of teeth, nothing at all. It rolled beneath us like a warning, sounding low, carrying us closer to something I wished we weren’t heading toward.Maybe it was me, or maybe it was the nervousness I could smell off the woman sitting beside me. Blake sat beside me in the backseat of the SUV, rigid as stone. Her eyes weren’t focused on anything in particular, just staring out the window as trees whipped by, their shadows dancing across her face with every pass beneath the sun. If this was a joy ride, she would have had a smile on her face, closing her eyes with her face in the sun. But that wasn't the case, because this ride had nothing to do with joy. It was quite the opposite. Her fingers were clenched tight in her lap, thumbs fidgeting against each other in a restless rhythm

Blake’s PovHis eyes passed over Ridge, and then finally, Roman. “Brought two bodyguards to see your old man, huh? What, you think they’ll protect you from me? From the truth?”His grin widened again, and my stomach rolled. He always did this, made everything a performance, and every conversation a game of control.But before I could respond, Ridge spoke.His voice sounded calm, too calm actually, almost cold. But it also sounded steady.“I’m Ridge Sterling,” he said, his voice like ice over stone. “Alpha of the Grey Moon Pack.”My father’s eyes flicked to him again, intrigued now, like a snake noticing movement in the grass.“What's that?” he asked, as if he didn't know what it meant to be an alpha. It was either that, or he didn't believe he was. Ridge didn't bother to answer his question. Instead, he continued. “I’m not here because Blake need any protection from you. I'm here to make sure she gets what she deserves, what she earned… and that's an closure, and acknowledgement. She

Ridge’s Pov “Roman!” I snapped, my voice sharp enough to cut through the tension that he had now created in the car, but it was already too late. Blake’s head had turned toward me like a hawk catching a glint of movement. “What is he talking about, Ridge?” she asked, her voice low and edged with disbelief. Her mouth parted slightly, like the idea alone that there was another way I hadn't mentioned to her had knocked the air from her lungs. And then Mom chimed in as well, her brow raised and tone dry. “Yeah, what exactly is he talking about, Ridge?” she asked me. I sighed, dragging a hand over my face. The pressure behind my eyes throbbed as I glared into the rearview mirror at Roman, who; like the traitor he was, avoided my stare with a shrug and a muttered, “It came up. She had to know eventually.” Of course, I knew she had to know, but he shouldn't have said anything until I said it myself. I was sure he knew how this was going to make me look in front of Blake, and I was not

Ridge’s Pov “You should really start getting ready, Alpha,” Roman said, arms crossed, an eyebrow raised like he was trying to keep the irritation out of his voice but failing. Normally, I would have just rolled my eyes at him because I knew how much Roman could be a pain in the ass just to hasten one up, but in this case, I knew it was right. It was my wedding day, and I was happy to do it, so I should be showing that in my eagerness. The only thing was, I couldn't seem to finish this up on time. I sighed, rubbing my eyes with the heel of my hand. “I know, I know. Just give me five more minutes. I need to finish up this treaty report. The ceremony’s still at one.” I said. Roman didn’t move. “It’s eleven o’clock already. It's going to be time before you know it.” he said. I blinked and glanced at the clock on my screen. Shit. He was telling the truth? Where the hell had the morning gone? I was still expecting it to be around ten or something. It felt like I had only eaten br