LOGIN"But I gave him the excuse—" "He would have created an excuse regardless." I was firm now. "Nate, stop blaming yourself. Your grandfather made his choices. Recruited his rogues. Planned his attacks. Built his conspiracy for fifteen years before you even met me. You're not responsible for his extre
"He wasn't who you thought he was. Nate, that's not your fault. Children see the best in people. See what they're shown. You didn't know about his extremism because he hid it. Because he was—he was good at pretending to be someone different." "For fifteen years. Dad said Grandfather's been plannin
The Rejected Mate Rose pov I woke to an empty bed. For a moment—one terrible, panicked moment—I thought it was a nightmare. That Nate was gone. That the poison had killed him after all. That I'd lost him despite the antidote working. Then I heard his voice. Low. Strained. Coming from the win
Grandfather stood silent. For the first time since the trial started, he had no response. "Take him away." Madeline gestured to guards. "Three days. Then public execution. Council justice served." Vampires and wolves moved. Surrounded Grandfather. Started leading him from the chamber. He looke
"Jeremy, I'm trying to make you understand—" "I understand perfectly." Dad's voice was absolutely cold. "You chose ideology over family. Hate over love. Murder over acceptance. You tried to kill my son. Shot my mate. Threatened children. Destroyed everything I built. Father, I understand exactly w
The Rejected Mate Nate pov The Council chamber was packed. Representatives from every major pack in North America. Vampire lords from established covens. Alliance members. Witnesses. Press documenting everything for supernatural communities worldwide. And my family. Sitting in the front row.
My Cheating Mate Emma pov Dr. Sarah Chen's office was nothing like I'd expected. Instead of sterile and clinical, it was warm—soft lighting, comfortable chairs, plants in every corner, and a diffuser releasing something that smelled like lavender and cedar. It should have been calming. Instead
My Cheating Mate Emma pov The coffee shop was warm and familiar, a place I'd come to dozens of times before everything fell apart. Jeremy sat across from me at a corner table, his hands wrapped around a glass of water instead of the coffee he used to drink black with two sugars. He looked terr
"You can't keep punishing yourself," Emma said softly. "That doesn't help me heal. It doesn't undo what happened. It just creates more trauma." "I'm starting to see that." I looked down at our joined hands. "Emma, I want to fix us. Want to fix me. But I don't know how. Don't know where to start."
*Dr. Chen asked me today if I'm stuck in self-punishment. If I'm using guilt as a way to avoid moving forward. I didn't have an answer. But sitting here now, alone in this house that should have been ours, I think maybe she's right.* *I'm stuck. Stuck in the guilt. Stuck in the self-loathing. Stuc







