LOGIN"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 Jeremy pov I'd been holding Grace for maybe twenty minutes, marveling at how something so tiny could be so perfect, when the alarms started blaring. Not hospital alarms. Pack alarms. The specific pattern made my blood run cold: Perimeter breach. Multiple hostiles. All warrio
Lord Castellan moved through hunters like a ghost—there one moment, gone the next, leaving bodies in his wake. His vampire warriors fought with lethal efficiency, their supernatural speed and strength devastating against human opponents. But the hunters kept coming. More of them. Better equipped.
The reinforced door cracked open. Emma's face appeared, Grace clutched to her chest, Marcus standing behind them both with his claws extended. "We're okay," she said. "We heard the fighting. Dad killed one of them before they reached us." "There were three. Lord Castellan got the third." I pulle
"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.







