All Chapters of The Bridge To The Alpha’s Human Mate: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ridge’s PovHer cheeks flushed the prettiest shade of pink, and it hit me like a punch to the gut. Not because she was embarrassed; Blake never stayed embarrassed for long, but because that spark was back. The one that lit up her eyes when she wasn’t guarded or annoyed or fighting ghosts in her sleep. I hadn’t seen it much lately. She was always tired from planning her bakery, or distracted about something, smiling with her mouth but not her eyes. Ever since we got to this beach house for our supposed honeymoon, something had been off. And not just because of the half-dead woman I carried in from the woods. Though, yeah, that hadn’t exactly helped as well. I was still waiting on my wife for want me before we made love, but I knew the only reason I was anxious about that was because of the token rule. Normally, I wouldn't care because I knew she had gone through a lot and I would want to give her all the time she needed until she was ready. Blake cleared her throat and stepped ba

Ridge’s PovI was jealous of my family, because of how close and free my wife was with around them, but she was still intense with me. Take for instance this morning when I went in to shower and found her in her bra and trousers, she had freaked out, but look at her now, all smiles and laughter. “And stop trying to keep it all in.” I heard my mother say, just as we all sat down, thankfully, she was sitting beside me. “I hear you,” Blake said, picking up the juice jug Nabi just placed on the kitchen table before she left. Quickly, as she was placing it back down, I grabbed it as well, knowingly brushing my hand against hers. I felt her freeze for a second before she recovered and pulled her hand back like something had burned the shit out of her. I leaned in against her with a smile. “What? Did something make you uncomfortable?” I asked and he glanced at me with a frown, probably wondering what I was doing. Well, I was wondering the same thing, especially with all that had been

Blake’s PovInstead of answering the question, the woman... sorry, Erin, asked Ridge another question. “You don't remember me?” she asked and Ridge frowned. “I don't remember you, lady. If I do, I wouldn't be asking you this question now, would I?” he asked her and she nodded her head with a “that's true” expression on her face. She bit her bottom lip and adjusted the sheet against her shoulder. “Remember your trip to the gathering of packs a couple of years ago?” she asked and Ridge nodded. I was still standing there patiently, waiting for him or her to tell me how they knew each other, but none of them seemed to be getting there anytime soon. “Yes, why?” Ridge asked. “Well, I was there too, and we got talking at the bar, I don't know if you remember.” Erin said, and I looked at Ridge. The room felt like it collectively paused. My stomach dipped… but that was not out of jealousy, not exactly. It was out of unease, of what story that accompany that. Ridge didn’t move. He didn

Ridge’s Pov“Oh shit!” I muttered under my breath when I checked through our room and I didn't find Blake. This shit happening was just too early, because if this had happened when Blake had been able to know me properly, given herself the chance to study me, to understand me, she would trust me enough to know that I would never do anything to hurt her, at least not intentionally. Now, she had heard all that that Erin woman had to say, and she had just let her imagination run wild with it. Now, I was looking for her and I couldn't find her. Behind me, at the doorway of the room where I hadn't closed it, I felt Julia’s presence there, and I turned to look at her. “Do you know where she is?” I asked her, because she had been at the doorway of the room where we all were talking to Erin ans could have seen the way she took as she took off. But Julia shook her head. “I don't know, but I don't think she went anywhere. She's definitely somewhere around this house,” she said. “Where

Blake’s Pov“There's a case of wolves and even alphas not getting a mate throughout their lifetime and they choose one for themselves. Julia doesn't have one out there, she had known that since she turned eighteen. It's something you would feel, but she's bent on being with Roman, even though he could feel he has a mate out there.” “Oh… so what is she going to do?” I asked. He lifted his shoulder in a shrug. “She's either going to wait for Roman to turn forty when he can't possibly meet his mate anymore, or…” he trailed off, and I could tell the other option wasn't even good either. “Or…?” I prompted softly, even though a part of me didn’t want to know. Ridge’s gaze dropped to the sand between us, his jaw working as he considered whether to say it. Then, finally, he looked up. “Or she’ll have to let him go. Let him find whoever the moon goddess actually intended for him.” My chest tightened. “Even if she loves him?” He nodded, the movement stiff. “Even if it breaks her.” I sw