Rejected by Her Mate

Synopsis

The healing chamber's warmth cradled my two-day-old daughter against my chest, her tiny fingers curled around mine in perfect trust. Elara's peaceful breathing was the only sound in the room until the door crashed open, shattering our bubble of serenity. Marcus strode in, his broad shoulders tense beneath his tailored jacket. Behind him trailed Amanda, her pale face a mask of practiced suffering. My wolf, Silver, growled deep within me, sensing danger before my human mind could process it. "Victoria." My mate's voice was ice, devoid of the tenderness one might expect from a new father. "We need to discuss something urgent." I instinctively tightened my hold on Elara. "What is it?" Marcus's eyes—once warm amber when we'd first felt our mate bond a decade ago—had hardened into something unrecognizable. "Amanda's wolf