"What about Bridget?" I spat out the words, bitter on my tongue.

His hand froze, and he glanced at me, his brow furrowed in confusion. "What about her?"

"Don't lie to me," I snapped, annoyed that he was treating me like an idiot. "I know she's your mate."

His lips twitched. "So that's what it's all about." I frowned as he propped himself up on his elbow, watching me with a smile on his face.

Slowly, his finger ...