Mag-log in"I'm calm because I trust my father and Uncle Cas to handle this," I'd said. "And because I know—I know—that you staying is the right choice. Even if it's the harder choice. Even if it's terrifying." Now, at four AM, watching her finally sleep, I let myself feel the fear I'd been hiding. What if
The Rejected Mate Nate pov It was four in the morning and Rose had finally—finally—fallen asleep. Real sleep. Not the fitful, nightmare-plagued half-consciousness she'd been experiencing for the past six hours. Actual deep sleep where her breathing evened out and some of the terrible tension l
"What do we do for the next forty-eight hours?" I asked. "Just—wait for them to attack?" "We investigate," Dad said. "Tonight's pack meeting gave us data. Wolves who were most vocal in supporting Jessica's ideology. Wolves who didn't speak but watched with approval. We document everyone. Cross-ref
"We need to identify them first," Mom said. She'd appeared in the doorway, looking furious. "Cas, you can't just eliminate anonymous threats. We need to know who we're dealing with." "The message came from a burner phone," I said. "Like the threats Rose got before. Untraceable." "Nothing's untra
The Rejected Mate Nate pov Rose was finally relaxing against me as we walked back to my room. The pack meeting was over. Sarah and Michelle were exiled. Dad had made it clear Rose was protected. For the first time in days, she looked—peaceful. Like maybe she could actually believe she was safe
No one moved. No one spoke. "Good." Dad's expression was grim. "Let me make this absolutely clear. Rose Castellan is Nate's fated mate. She is pack family. She is under pack protection and Alpha authority. Anyone who threatens her—anyone who harasses her, stalks her, sends threatening messages, or
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov The hospital room was too quiet except for the steady beep of monitors. My father lay motionless in the bed, his chest rising and falling with mechanical precision thanks to the ventilator they'd had to put in three hours ago. The wounds had been worse than the fiel
The room erupted in debate—wolves arguing for and against, weighing risks, calculating odds. But I could see my father considering it. See the tactical wheels turning. "If we do this," he said finally, his Alpha voice cutting through the chaos. "If we commit to an offensive strike—we need total co
Emma's face again. Her trust. Her love. The future we were trying to build. I couldn't die here. The mercenary slashed again. I caught his wrist, twisting hard. Heard bones snap. He dropped the blade but caught me with a punch that sent me staggering. We grappled, both in human form now, stren
"Grace for the grace you showed me. For forgiveness. For second chances." I looked at Emma. "For everything you've taught me about love and redemption." "That's perfect." Emma cradled our daughter closer. "Welcome to the world, Grace. You're so loved." A knock on the door interrupted the moment.







