LOGINCourtney'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
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov I made it to the bathroom and back without assistance for the first time today. Fifteen steps each way. A month ago, I could run for miles in wolf form without breaking a sweat. Now thirty steps left me winded and shaking. But it was progress. Dr. Reeves said I co
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







