MasukDear readers, And that’s the end of it. Unbelievable, I know. I didn’t want to write an author’s note until I was absolutely finished with this, and now I am. The journey through telling the story of Hector and Layla has transformed me in ways I hadn’t thought possible—financially, mentally, cre
For years I had been afraid, unable to defend myself as people scorned me, and dictated who I was, where I stood. But none of that remained the case now. I had my mother, who was flawed and awkward, but perfect, I had a cousin who slightly terrified me. I had a grandfather, who had sacrificed h
Layla’s POV There was an edge of something dangerous in his tone even as he kneaded my ass playfully, and I shivered. My pulse raced. “I–It wasn’t intentional.” “Oh, I’m sure it wasn’t,” he murmured in something like pride. “My Little Wolf isn’t so little anymore, is she?” I swallowed in the
This time I forced my throat to open wider, taking him deeper, and Hector’s body bucked as my mouth worked over him; before I knew what was happening, he pulled away from me, grabbing me and throwing me back onto the bed. His weight settled over me as he pinned my wrists up over my head, and I ar
Layla’s POV Lust burned hot in my brain, making it impossible to think of anything beyond Hector. The feeling of his arms wrapped tightly around me as he carried me across Pack grounds, and his earthy wild male scent which left me powerless to resist his charms—all of these resulted in a sudden
“They WILL come, and right now you decide how ready you will be when they finally come at us.” She paused to let the meaning of her words sink in before finishing: “Now, I’ll invite my mother to come and take over; you can direct any questions you have at her.” The sound of a chair scraping acros
Layla’s POVXavier's reaction to my revelation was delayed.First, he blinked at me, not immediately registering what I had said. It was like I could see the wheels in his mind turning over my statement. When what I said finally dawned on him, it was like watching a light bulb go on. Or in this ca
… Even if it took a month, a year, or ten to find myself, he would be there; and while I didn’t quite believe this, I held onto the hope anyway since it made letting go easier.I had already packed earlier in the afternoon before I went out to the training fields. My duffle bag needed to look like I
I stifled a gasp at the sight of his battered, bruised face, and perhaps the shock of it all was my tipping point, because my tears went from quiet sniffles to ugly, heaving sobs that would no doubt come back to haunt me.My vision blurred, and in the next moment I felt a presence come in front of m
Layla’s POVLea’s reaction stunned me, and it wasn’t only because of the fact that she had been quiet throughout our exchange.Up until now, I would’ve sworn that my wolf was indifferent to Xavier’s presence, and to a degree this was true.She’d respected him for coming to our defence on the evening







