My Cheating Mate (Emma and Jeremy) novel Chapter 19

My Cheating Mate

Emma pov

I’d heard every word of Jeremy’s phone conversation. The motel walls were paper–thin, and my wolf hearing picked up everything -Vanessa’s shrill voice through the speaker, Jeremy’s angry responses, the threats she’d made.

She’d tried to have me killed. Actually hired rogues to attack me.

The knowledge sat in my stomach like a stone, cold and heavy. I’d known Vanessa was cruel, manipulative, had always wanted Jeremy for herself. But attempted murder? That was a level of psychotic I hadn’t anticipated.

And Jeremy had ended it. Really ended it, from the sound of things. Told her they were done, called her out on the rogues, defended me.

A small, traitorous part of my heart had warmed at that. At hearing him call me strong, at the fury in his voice when Vanessa called me weak. My wolf had practically purred with satisfaction.

But I d shoved those feelings down hard. One phone call didn’t erase months of betrayal. Didn’t undo the affair or the cruel plans

I’d overheard.

Now Jeremy stood in front of me, the rising sun casting golden light across his battered face. He looked exhausted, hurt, and genuinely conflicted.

“I know I promised to leave,” he said carefully. “But Emma, after what Vanessa said–I can’t leave you unprotected. Let me at least escort you somewhere safe.”

“I’ll be fine on my own. I have been for the past week.”

“You were attacked last night by four rogues. That she probably sent. And sho

e just threatened you again.”

I crossed my arms. “I handled the rogues just fine. Better than you did, actually.”

A flash of something–pride? surprise?-crossed his face. “You did. Where did you learn to fight like that?”

“Self–defense classes. Started them about four months ago.” When I’d started feeling increasingly uncomfortable with Vanessa’s presence in our lives, when my wolf kept insisting something was wrong. “Figured it couldn’t hurt to be prepared.”

“You never told me.”

“You never asked.” I picked up my duffel bag, the one I’d already packed while listening to his phone call “You never asked about a lot of things, Jeremy. Too busy with other… activities.”

He flinched. Good. He should flinch.

“Emma, please. At least let me—”

“I’m going home.” The words came out before I’d fully processed the decision. “Back to Crescent Moon territory. Back to pack

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His eyes widened. “You are?”

“I can’t keep running. And with Vanessa apparently willing to hire killers, I’m safer on pack lands with my father’s protection than I am out here alone.” I met his gaze steadily. “But I’m not coming back to you. I’m staying with my dad. And we’re going to have a very public conversation about your affair and your plans for me.”

Jeremy went pale. “Emma, if you go public with that evidence-”

“What? You’ll lose your precious reputation? Your position as future Alpha?” I shouldered my bag. “Good. You should lose those

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things: You betrayed your mate, Jereiny. You violated one of our most sacred bonds. There should be consequences.”

“I know. You’re right.” Herana hand through his hair. “But Emma, it’s not just me who’ll suffer. The pack’s stability, your father’s position as Beta

“Don’t you dare.” Anger flared hot in my chest. “Don’t you dare try to guilt me into protecting you by bringing my father into this. He would want the truth. He deserves the truth.”

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