تسجيل الدخولCourtney's eyes went wide. "Not—not prison? Not exile?" "The Council recognizes your age, your cooperation, your genuine remorse, and the manipulative environment you were raised in," Madeline continued. "We also recognize the testimony of your victim, Grace Trent, advocating for rehabilitative co
The Council members conferred quietly. Then Madeline spoke again. "Grace Trent. Please approach to provide testimony." I stood on shaking legs. Connor squeezed my hand once before releasing it. I walked to the center position—standing a few feet from where Courtney sat. "Miss Trent," Madeline
"Did you know about the planned assault?" Christopher asked. "No. Not until after." She shook her head. "The Preservation Front contacted me three days before the attack. My father—" Her voice broke. "Thomas Vex was my father. I didn't know he was high-level Preservation Front leadership until Lor
My Cheating Mate Grace pov The Council chamber was imposing—ancient stone walls, high ceilings, formal seating arranged in a semicircle that put the accused directly in the center under scrutiny from every angle. Courtney sat in that center seat. Small. Broken. Nothing like the confident, crue
I wanted to believe that. Wanted to separate my father's choices from my intelligence. But the guilt was crushing—heavy and inescapable and deserved. "I miss him," I whispered. "I know I shouldn't. I know he was wrong. But Alpha Jeremy, he was my dad. He raised me and taught me and loved me even i
He was quiet for a moment. "I'm sorry for your loss. Even though Thomas tried to kidnap my daughter. Even though he led extremists against my pack. He was still your father. I'm sorry you lost him." The apology broke something in me. Tears came—hot and unexpected and impossible to stop. "You're
"I did it for us!" Vanessa's composure finally cracked completely. "She was standing in our way! She was keeping you from claiming what's rightfully yours—what's rightfully ours! I love you, Jeremy. I've loved you for years. And I'm not going to let some nobody Beta's daughter take you from me!" "
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I'd made it halfway across the parking lot when the scent hit me—unwashed bodies, blood, and the distinctive wild musk of rogues who'd been without pack structure for too long. My wolf surged forward, immediately on high alert. Rogues. Multiple rogues. And they were
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I sat in my car down the street from Beta Marcus's house, watching the door Emma had just closed. The finality of it felt like a physical blow—like watching the last chance I'd ever have with her disappear behind wood and paint. My wolf howled in my head, a sound of
Part of me hoped she was dead. Hoped some rogue pack had turned on her, angry about being used or unpaid or simply violent for the sake of violence. The larger part of me didn't care either way. Vanessa felt like a lifetime ago, a different person's mistake. What I'd felt for her—lust, familiarity







