ログインHope's phone rang. Liam. "Hope, Alpha Marcus just arrived. With—with enforcers. With enough backup to—to make sure Emily can't escape. He's—he's taking her into custody. Confiscating her phone. Her laptop. Everything that might have the fake photos. He's—he's ending this. Now. Permanently." "Goo
If Emily's fake photos spread—if allied packs believed Hope and I had betrayed the mate bond through affairs—it undermined everything. Gave ammunition to extremists who said cross-species bonds were—were mistakes. Were unstable. Were proof integration should never have happened. "Emily's not just
The Next Generation Caden pov I stared at the fake photo on Hope's phone feeling—feeling rage like I'd never experienced. Emily had fabricated evidence. Had photoshopped me into a coffee shop I'd never been to. Had created—had created false proof that I'd lied to Hope. That I'd sought Emily ou
The 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
My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov The council chamber was packed—all fifteen council members seated around the ancient oak table, with my father presiding at the head. Pack law required council presence for capital punishment votes, and everyone knew what today's meeting would decide. Vanessa's exec
"No." I cut him off. "Jeremy, you're responsible for your choices. For the affair, for the lying, for the betrayal. But you're not responsible for Vanessa hiring assassins and leading a pack assault. Those were her choices. Her crimes." "Dr. Chen said something similar. That I can't take responsib
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
*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







