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or whatever the proper term is. I mean, can't I press charges? Can't I get him locked away for the rest of his life?"
    "I'm sure you could, but it wouldn't be a good idea," the physician warned. " If you do transform and possibly fall in love with him, if he is arrested, you'll feel as though a piece of your soul is literally torn from your body."
    "I'll never fall in love with him," Bridgette said without hesitation.
    Dr. Cooper went on as though she never interrupted him. "It is imperative that you take reigns on your emotions, Miss Barker," he reiterated. "If you feel one emotion too strongly, he can feel it too. You are connected. It is also true that if you call him, he will know to come to you.  These things we do know for certain.”
    "Now, you asked for the good news, hmm?" Cooper shuffled through more of his papers before looking back at Bridgette. "The good news is that the bite is not fatal nor is it detrimental to your health."
    "That's it?" Bridgette asked, completely astounded at that sliver of news.  She shifted her weight so the plastic on the examination seat crinkled underneath her. "That's the good news?  That I'm alive?"
    "Aren't you glad you will live?" the physician asked.
    "Of course," she replied. "It's what I'm going to live as that I'm worried about."
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    Bridgette Barker, for obvious reasons, was extremely upset. After getting the results back from the doctor, she got into her worn-in pick-up truck and screeched her tires out of the parking structure. Now what was she supposed to do? Was she going to get fired since she was very possibly turning into the very thing she was supposed to hunt? Maybe not; there were a couple of werewolves and vampires that worked for the NDS. Maybe she could be a part of the Undercover Unit.
    But she liked her current job. She didn't want to transfer.
    This was all the Alpha’s fault.
    Before she realized what she was doing, she made a sharp U-turn and began to head for the outskirts of the town. She needed to talk to someone about her current predicament.
    She still wasn't thinking clearly when she parked the car and got out, all but stomping up to the porch and all but banging on the door.
    After a few moments, a butler – probably a newly-indicted member of the pack - finally opened the door, looking at Bridgette with subtle surprise. "Yes?" he asked.
    "I need to speak to Marcus Sterling," Bridgette said, trying to heed the doctor's warnings and keep a hold of her emotions. She also made sure it sounded as though she was not calling for him, though she was tempted to do so if it actually worked.   Surely he already knew she was here, if they really did have a connection.
    "He's not here right now," a silky, feminine voice said, cutting the butler off. She cast one icy look at the servant before he nodded once and left, letting the two women speak in private. "May I ask what this is about?"
    Bridgette was caught off by the beauty this woman possessed, and she paused as her mind took in the sight of a surprisingly fragile-looking wolf.  Normally, they were more broad, tough, physically able-bodied.  Not so… petite. The wolf was a few inches taller than she was, with straight, ebony hair, pale skin, and incredible blue eyes. Her lips looked naturally red, and her body was tight and toned while still having a good amount of curves. And when she spoke, her voice was smooth, and she revealed an impressive collection of white teeth.
    "I don't think so," Bridgette said, feeling her confidence dwindle slightly. "You know, I'll just come back when he's around. It's important that I talk to him."   She turned and started to head back to her car when the wolf stopped her with a soft cry.
    "Excuse me ?" Bridgette turned and she smiled as brightly as she could. "Is it about the mark on your neck?"
    Bridgette paused, not sure if she would admit to it or not. She took advantage of Bridgette’s hesitancy, and continued. "You know what it means, right?"
    "No, actually, I