My Cheating Mate
"You're sorry? My daughter has been hiding in a motel three states away, crying herself to sleep every night, because her mate betrayed her in the worst possible way. And you're sorry?"
"I know sorry isn't enough. I know nothing I say can fix what I did. But Marcus, I—"
"Beta Marcus," he corrected coldly. "You lost the right to use my first name when you decided to cheat on my daughter."
"Beta Marcus," I amended, bowing my head in submission. "You're right. About all of it. I was selfish and cruel and I threw away the best thing that ever happened to me because I was too stupid to see what I had."