Chapter 18

Bridget’s POV

With only a towel wrapped around me, I dash out of the bathroom toward Ford, who is sitting on the couch. I’m so glad I’m a werewolf right now, because no normal human could stand or walk if they took the pounding I’ve taken over the last several days. No. If you ask me, I’ll be more than eager to go for more rounds with my amazing mate. But right now, something more important is happening.

I plop down next to Ford on the couch and nearly scream, “My parents are here. Baby, let’s go meet them. I have some time before my heat kicks back in.”

He glances at me, and a low growl slowly fills the room. Shit.

But at the mention of my parents, he fights to stay in control.

His eyes roam over my bare shoulders as pleasure pulses through his body. “Babe, you know we have to stay here. We never know when your heat is going to kick in again. However, this time, it