LOGIN"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
"Emma, three hostiles approaching your six," I said into the comm. "Don't react. Let them get close. Vampires will handle it." "Copy." Her voice was steady. "I trust you." Those three words. After everything we'd been through. After all the betrayals and rebuilding and impossible choices. She
My Cheating Mate Emma pov The pack house living room was too quiet except for Lord Castellan's footsteps. Back and forth, back and forth, a predator caged by his own fury. Each step perfectly measured, perfectly controlled, but I could feel the violence radiating off him like heat from a furnace
"She's one week old," I said, hearing the tremor in my voice. "She's a baby. How can she threaten an eight-hundred-year-old organization?" "Because babies grow up. Because symbols matter." His expression was grim. "Emma, the Council doesn't think in terms of immediate threats. They think in centur
"What do you recommend?" "Full security. My vampires surrounding the meeting location. Your father and Marcus present but armed. Emma and Grace nowhere near the actual meeting—they stay upstairs, protected by my best warriors." He paused. "And you need to be prepared for them to say things designe







