LOGIN"I know, sweetie. I know." Mom held her close. "But it's over now. Jessica's going to face Alpha justice for threatening a pack member. For violating your privacy. For harassment and stalking." "What will happen to her?" Rose asked. "That depends on your father's judgment," Mom said, looking at
"I'll handle security," Uncle Cas said. "Rose, you're moving to guest quarters in the main family wing. The secure section. No one enters without explicit permission from Alpha Jeremy or myself." "Uncle Cas, I don't want to be a burden—" Rose started. "You're not a burden. You're my great-niece
Book 2: The Rejected Mate Nate pov I'd called an emergency meeting in my father's office. Just family. Just the people who needed to know. Dad. Mom. Lord Castellan—Uncle Cas—who'd been visiting for a routine security check and happened to be available. And Rose, sitting beside me on the couch,
Another buzz. *"Watched you in the garden today. Playing happy family with Grace. Pretending you belong. You don't. You never will. Wolves can smell the difference. Smell that you're wrong. Leave before everyone else figures out what we already know."* They'd been watching. Had seen me in the ga
Grace showed us proper cultivation techniques. Soil composition. Watering schedules. How to encourage blooming. Her enthusiasm was infectious—even Nate got interested, asking questions about plant biology I wouldn't have expected from a combat-focused wolf. "Your mother's amazing," I told him quie
Book 2: The Rejected Mate Rose pov The note was sitting on my desk when I returned from morning training with Grace. Simple. Typed. Anonymous. *"Vampires don't belong in wolf packs. Leave before you get hurt. This is your only warning."* I stared at it, hands trembling. This was the fourth
My Cheating Mate Emma pov Day two of the trial, and the pack house meeting room was even more crowded than yesterday. Word had spread about the testimony, about the details of Jeremy's affair and Vanessa's crimes. Everyone wanted to witness the future Alpha's public reckoning. I sat in the fro
My Cheating Mate Emma pov Three weeks. Jeremy had been unconscious for three weeks, and I'd spent nearly every day sitting beside his hospital bed. The nurses knew me by name now. They'd stopped questioning why the ex-mate who'd been so publicly wronged kept showing up with books to read aloud
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov Every muscle in my body screamed in protest as the physical therapist, Marcus—ironically named after Emma's father—helped me swing my legs over the side of the bed. "Take it slow," he said, his hands steady under my arms. "You've been bedridden for almost a month. Y
"You did that," Emma said quietly. "Not just her. You made the choice to cheat. You made the choice to plan—" She stopped, pain flickering across her face. "To plan to use you," I finished, the words like ground glass. "I know. And there's no excuse for it. No justification. But Emma, I need you t







