LOGINThe dread was still there. Heavy. Insistent. The mate bond warning that danger was—was coming. That Emily's plan was—was bigger than we'd anticipated. "Tell me about the dread," Hope said quietly. "Caden, describe it. What—what exactly are you feeling through the bond?" "Warning. Like—like somet
"And while we're watching Liam's meeting—while we're focused on gathering evidence against Emily—she's—she's gathering evidence against you." Hope's calm was gone now. Replaced by real fear. "Caden, she could—could destroy the bond by making me think you're—you're not committed. That you're—you're p
The Next Generation Caden pov One hour until Liam's meeting with Emily and I felt—wrong. The mate bond was humming with tension. With—with warning that something wasn't right. I watched Hope pace the Reed-Castellan living room, phone in hand, expression calm. Too calm. Like she was—was preparin
"I trust you too. Caden, I trust that—that you chose me. That you'll keep choosing me. That Emily's pursuit doesn't—doesn't tempt you. Doesn't make you question whether comfortable friendship with her is—is easier than complicated bond with me." "It's not about easy. It's about right. You're right
Caden kissed my shoulder. "You're devious. Hope Reed-Castellan, you're absolutely devious and I love it." "I'm protecting the bond. Emily wants to play games? Fine. We play smarter. We—we gather evidence instead of just reacting. We build case that gets her exiled if she doesn't back down." "I'l
The Next Generation Hope pov I sat in Caden's lap, comfortable and warm, his arms around me while we watched a movie. The mate bond hummed contentedly. Three days since we'd acknowledged it, and already it felt—felt natural. Right. Like we'd always been meant to be exactly here. My phone rang.
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov The armory felt different this time. Quieter. More controlled. No pack-wide mobilization, no warrior teams gearing up together with the energy of anticipated battle. Just me. Lord Castellan. Three of his most trusted vampire lieutenants. My father. And Marcus—the on
"We can arrange that." My voice was darker than I intended. "Emma, whatever you want—" "No." She shook her head. "I want—I want her to be useful. To actually help undo some of the damage she's caused. And then I want her gone. Exiled. I don't care if she lives or dies, as long as she's never anywh
"That's not much of a choice," I pointed out. "It's more choice than she gave any of you when she told hunters about Grace's birth." His voice hardened. "Jeremy, Emma, I understand you want justice. Want punishment. But right now, you need tactical advantage more. Let's use Dr. Chen to destroy the
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







