Chapter 0590

Bridget blanched. "What did you call me?"

Ronan clutched at his head as he forced himself upward into a sitting position. "Beloved?"

"You hit your head too hard there, merfolk creep," Bridget said.

Ronan's eyes grew wide. "How can you say that, Bridget? After everything we've shared?"

"Shared? I don't even know you!" Bridget snapped. "I don't know who you think I am but you've got the wrong idea."

"But, Bridget -" Ronan began once more.

Bridget looked straight at Nicholas. "This guy must be a stalker."

Given Bridget's fame, it was possible, I supposed, that Ronan had some kind of delusion that Bridget and he were in love and that he had to prove something. But Julian's digging showed that Ronan and Bridget did know each other for real. They had even been something like friends. Cóntént from Nóveldráma.org

I glanced around, curious who else might be buying this act. No one seemed truly convinced. Nicholas held me around the waist with one arm, while he openly glared at Bridget.

The guard stood close to Ronan, ready to move in at a moment's notice.

Veronica gave Bridget a flat look.

"Whatever you think about me," Bridget said, "you can't think that I'd actually want someone this pathetic."

Ronan's face crumpled, stricken. "This can't be real. You said

"I didn't say anything to you." Bridget said quickly, cutting her off.

"Let the man finish," Nicholas said.

Ronan looked back at Nicholas. His face was crinkled with upset. Bridget, it seemed, was absolutely ripping his heart out. If he hadn't just almost killed me, I might have felt bad for him. As it was, I couldn't care less about his heartbreak. I just wanted the truth.

to look at Nicholas, he seemed to realize something - perhaps the precarious position he was in. He was trapped. There

this knowledge encourage him to tell the

for us

She stepped closer to him. "How dare

Ronan snapped back at her. "You let me believe that we had a chance? And now you are acting like we don't even know each other? What

"We made no vows!"

household. Selma herself peeked through

"I will get the ambassador!" he called as he rushed toward the

mouth and lowered his head. He didn't seem

had said enough, and confirmed all our suspicions that Bridget, despite her

Ambassador Zale and five merfolk guards in

Ronan under

line," Ambassador Zale said, speaking to

his hand on the small of my back, even as he tumed

anything about this," Bridget snapped. Her perfect veneer was

suspicion,

believe so,"

"Nicholas!"

hadn't joined me out here... if she hadn't

Elva was. I glanced up

"Elva?"

safe," he told me softly. "She found me and Julian

and I exhaled deeply. Good. She was safe. I could

captured, I can assure you that he will never bother you or yours again, Prince Nicholas."

or lost here. It was one matter to let the merfolk handle one of their own kind, but to give them Bridget was an entirely different matter. That Bridget was a werewolf was reason enough. That she was an ultra-famous superstar only made

had to handle their own, or they would lose faith on the global stage. I didn't need to know

care

polite bow. "I will take my leave then. I

hear that, Ambassador. Thank you,"

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