LOGIN"Still feels like it's my fault." "It's the Preservation Front's fault. Marcus and Elena's fault. The fault of wolves who think violence is an acceptable response to families choosing love over tradition." I kissed her forehead. "Not your fault. Never your fault." We sat together while Grace pro
Should I wake her? Tell her what was happening? No. Alpha Jeremy was right. Let her sleep. Let her have a few more hours of not knowing, not processing, not imagining worst-case scenarios. When she woke up, it would be over. One way or another. Grace shifted in her sleep, making a small distre
My Cheating Mate Connor pov Grace had finally fallen asleep. Really asleep this time—not the fitful, anxious half-sleep she'd been managing for the past week. Actual deep sleep where her breathing evened out and her face relaxed and some of the terrible tension left her body. I sat beside he
That vampire wasn't going to die hunting Marcus Dane and Elena Frost. He was going to come home. Eventually. When the hunt was done. I just had to trust that. Had to believe it despite seven days of silence. Had to— I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, sunlight was stream
I thought back. Past the recent years, past childhood, to the earliest memory I could find. "I was three," I said finally. "Maybe almost four. I was in the pack house garden—Mama's garden with all the night-blooming flowers. And I was trying to draw them but my crayons weren't the right colors and
My Cheating Mate Grace pov Seven days. Seven days since Uncle Cas had left to hunt Marcus Dane and Elena Frost. Seven days of silence. No calls. No texts. No updates through the vampire network that usually kept us informed. Just—nothing. I stared at my phone for the hundredth time that ho
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 I'd heard every word of Jeremy's phone conversation. The motel walls were paper-thin, and my wolf hearing picked up everything—Vanessa's shrill voice through the speaker, Jeremy's angry responses, the threats she'd made. She'd tried to have me killed. Actually hired r
I was slowing down. Losing too much blood. These rogues were fresh, trained, organized. And I was alone. The large rogue lunged again. I tried to dodge but my injured leg gave out. His jaws closed around my shoulder, shaking violently. Through the pain, through the blood and chaos, I saw Vanes
He looked away from me then, addressing the pack as a whole. "But I want everyone to understand something. This wasn't Emma's fault. None of it. She was a perfect mate—kind, supportive, patient. Everything I did wrong, I did of my own free will. And she deserves better than what I gave her." The r







