LOGINOur daughter—because we had a daughter—settled against Mandy's chest, her cries quieting as she felt her mother's heartbeat. Felt safe. Felt loved. "Does she have a name?" Dr. Chen asked gently as she finished the delivery. Mandy and I looked at each other. We'd debated names for months, never q
Shattered Mate Bond: Book 3 - Tyler and Mandy ** Arrival** Tyler pov Four months later. I woke to Mandy gasping beside me, her hand clutching her very pregnant belly. "Tyler." Her voice was tight with pain. "Tyler, wake up. I think—I think it's time." I was awake instantly, my heart racin
"They'll be kind regardless," I assured her. "Baby, they're being raised by you. By us. By a pack that values omegas properly. Whatever their designation—they'll be loved. Supported. Protected." "I know." She smiled. "I just—I want them to be happy. To never know the fear and shame I grew up with.
Shattered Mate Bond: Book 3 - Tyler and Mandy **New Beginning** Tyler pov One week after Thomas's execution. Seven days of Mandy sleeping through the night without nightmares. Seven days of her smile reaching her eyes again. Seven days of watching her hand rest on her growing belly with joy i
"That's not—I'm not delusional!" Thomas's composure was cracking completely. "Mandy, tell them! Tell them you remember what we had! Tell them—" "I remember you breaking me," Mandy said quietly. "I remember spending two years in therapy trying to believe I was worth something after you convinced me
Shattered Mate Bond: Book 3 - Tyler and Mandy ** Justice** Tyler pov The Council chamber was packed. Seven Council members sat in elevated positions at the front. Alpha Aiden and Luna Sera represented Silvercrest Pack. Morrison Pack had sent their Alpha—a cold-faced man who looked like he'd r
For a moment, I thought she might retreat behind that professional mask again, might deflect with talk of pack alliances and political necessity. Instead, she was quiet for a long time, studying my face as if trying to read something written there in a language she'd forgotten. "Because," she said
Waking Pain Jace's POV Consciousness returned slowly, dragging me up from the depths of medicated sleep like a reluctant swimmer breaking the surface of dark water. The first thing I noticed was the absence of the constant, gnawing ache that had been my companion for the past three days. The sil
Eavesdropping on Hope Jace's POV I woke to the sound of hushed voices, my sister's familiar tone mixing with Grace's deeper, more controlled cadence. The silver chelation therapy had left me groggy, my thoughts moving through molasses as I struggled to piece together where I was and what had hap
I let my gaze drift toward Dad's still form in the hospital bed, using the movement to mask the fact that I was conscious. He looked smaller than I remembered, diminished by the medical equipment and the stillness that had replaced his usual commanding presence. The sight made my chest tighten with







