Masuk"How do you know it's a minority? Maybe most wolves agree with Jessica. Maybe they're just too polite to say it directly." "Because I've been introducing you around. I've seen how pack members respond to you. Most are genuinely welcoming. Interested in learning about vampire culture. Happy to see
I forwarded the messages. All of them. Every threatening text. Every attempt to convince me Rose was wrong. Dad: *Received. This is serious. Multiple pack members conspiring to threaten Rose. I'm calling an emergency pack meeting tonight. This ends now.* *Rose is asleep. She can't handle a pack
Book 2: The Rejected Mate Nate pov Rose had finally fallen asleep. It had taken hours. Hours of holding her while she cried. Hours of reassuring her she was safe. Hours of stroking her hair and whispering promises that Jessica couldn't hurt her anymore. She was curled up on my bed now—we'd m
"I know, sweetie. I know." Mom held her close. "But it's over now. Jessica's going to face Alpha justice for threatening a pack member. For violating your privacy. For harassment and stalking." "What will happen to her?" Rose asked. "That depends on your father's judgment," Mom said, looking at
"I'll handle security," Uncle Cas said. "Rose, you're moving to guest quarters in the main family wing. The secure section. No one enters without explicit permission from Alpha Jeremy or myself." "Uncle Cas, I don't want to be a burden—" Rose started. "You're not a burden. You're my great-niece
Book 2: The Rejected Mate Nate pov I'd called an emergency meeting in my father's office. Just family. Just the people who needed to know. Dad. Mom. Lord Castellan—Uncle Cas—who'd been visiting for a routine security check and happened to be available. And Rose, sitting beside me on the couch,
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
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
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
Was he right? Was I only sorry because I'd been caught, because Emma had left, because I was facing the loss of everything? No. The realization settled in my chest with surprising clarity. I was sorry because I'd hurt her. Because I'd seen the devastation in her eyes, heard the pain in her voice,







