Brayden’s Mate—Chapter 21

A black bear sat in Brayden’s bedroom. The bedroom where they’d made love and woke with arms and legs wrapped around each other. It had happened so quickly she wasn’t sure she hadn’t imagined it. One second she was smiling back into the mischievous face of Brayden and the next second there was a bear sitting in the floor of the bedroom.

A real live bear. With dark brown eyes. Just like the bear that had stood next to her while she sat in the tree.

Keeping the sheet against her like a shield, she scooted to the other side of the bed and landed on the floor.

She peaked up, over the bed, but the bear was still sitting there, watching her, his head cocked to one side.

“I’ve gone insane.” She muttered to herself. She needed to call her mother. Her mother was a psychiatric nurse in Denver. She’d know what to do when something like this happened.

Surely I’m too old to have a psychotic break. She tried to remember the age range from her intro psych course, but her brain wasn’t functioning.

Not with a big black bear watching her from the other side of the bedroom.

“This is not real.” She closed her eyes. “I’m hallucinating.” She opened one eye and peeked at the bear. “I didn’t even have anything to drink.”