All Chapters of The Rogue King's Mate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KAYDENThat afternoon, I found myself standing just beyond the wrought-iron gates of Nevaeh’s school.The late spring sunlight casting long, golden streaks across the courtyard, and despite the familiarity of children running past, calling to one another, and parents gathering their little ones.My heart hammered with a mixture of anticipation, nerves, and an almost childlike excitement that I hadn’t felt in years—a feeling so foreign and yet so achingly necessary, as if this single ordinary moment carried the weight of everything I had been fighting for over the past months.When the final bell rang, its shrill clang slicing through the chatter and laughter of the playground.I watched as a flood of children poured into the courtyard, their small voices blending into a chaotic symphony of innocence, and then, in the midst of it all, my eyes found her.Nevaeh, my daughter, looking up with wide, curious eyes that instantly lit with recognition and delight. Her tiny hand flew to wave a

KAYDENKayden leaned against the counter, arms crossed loosely, pretending he was just chilling—when in reality, he was fighting the stupid grin glued to his face.He couldn’t help it.Kelly moved around the kitchen with this effortless rhythm, like she was dancing with the space she’d built. The scent of her cooking filled the whole house, savory, warm, familiar in a way he hadn’t felt since… hell, he couldn’t even remember. Something about it wrapped around him, tugging at memories he thought he’d buried long ago.Nevaeh’s laughter drifted in from the living room, bright and messy and unfiltered. The sound hit him straight in the chest. Not in a bad way. More like… knocking loose something he didn’t realize was still locked up.This was what he’d been starving for.Not perfection. Not some picture-perfect fantasy.Just… peace. A home where walls didn’t feel like they were bracing for impact. A place where he didn’t have to watch every shadow or listen for every raised voice. Wher

AUTHOR'S POVKayden could swear his heartbeat was louder than the shop’s ticking clock as he followed Nevaeh through the rows of glittering jewels.The little girl moved with purpose, her brows drawn together in that serious, grown-up way she’d inherited from Kelly. She would pause in front of a display, tilt her head, hum thoughtfully, then shake her head like a seasoned queen dismissing unworthy offerings.“Not shiny enough,” she muttered once.“Too shiny,” she corrected on the next.Kayden hid a smile. “You know,” he whispered, leaning closer, “most warriors don’t take their missions this seriously.”She didn’t even glance at him. “This is Mom’s ring. It has to be perfect.”He straightened, clearing his throat. “Right. Of course.”Truth was, Kayden had imagined choosing Kelly’s ring for years, long before they fled, long before the world fell apart. But standing there now—with Nevaeh leading the way—made the moment feel heavier, deeper, like fate was finally giving him the chanc

“Kaiden, we're going to be late!” I tapped my feet on the floor as Kaiden came rushing with a piece of toast on his tiny hand. “Don't yell, Edi,” This was our life now, since Mom and Dad passed, I couldn't leave him now, not now that he had only me in this big world. “Okay I'm sorry but we have to go now or we won't catch up with the bus,” I took my brother in his arms, running to the bus stop, hoping we wouldn't miss our appointment at the hospital.“Wait! Wait for us!” I screamed at the bus from afar, increasing my pace to catch up with the bus as the bus started to move.I couldn't miss this appointment, it was Kaiden's last hope now. I worked extremely hard to get this appointment. In this pack no doctor was willing to take Kaiden’s case, but I got one, it cost a fortune but it was worth it.“Edi we won't catch up with the bus, I want to sleep,” He was right.There was no way we were going to meet up with the appointment now. The bus had left.What do I do now? I can't

EvaA Week LaterVictor strolled in without knocking when I was sitting in front of the mirror and fixing the strap on my dress. He held a bunch of white flowers that spoke volumes without saying a word."For you," he put them next to me.I looked at the flowers in the mirror. "Are you trying to impress me?" I asked He didn't say anything. Instead, he stepped behind me, and his tall body cast a shadow as his fingers stroked my hair to the side. When he brought out a velvet box from his pocket, I tensed.He opened it and showed me a necklace. It was silver with a stone that shone like fire. He took it off and put it around my neck, and the cool metal brushed against my flesh as he latched it.Victor leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. "Perfect."I swallowed and tried to stay cool. "This doesn't change anything." I'm doing this for me.He smirked a little and didn't pay attention to what I said. His hands moved down and covered mine as they rested on my lap. He gripped them ti