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
"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







