LOGINDear 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
Hector’s POVI was in the middle of a Zoom call with Michael McKenzie—the current Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack and Xavier’s father—discussing possible ways to further solidify the fragile alliance we were building between our Packs, when I felt it. Or rather, its lack.It was this absence that made
Layla’s POV“… I want to explain.”His words, spoken soft and tenderly, trailed off after that, and when he saw that his statement had elicited no noticeable reaction from me his mouth opened and closed.It was almost like he hadn’t thought of what he would say next after and had now hit a wall.I k
They’d conducted a full body check and come back with a clean bill of health, and so her condition was at most curious, and they all believed that she would regain consciousness in a couple of days.The Blue Moons were also yet to leave. They had been making plans to, but it was all drawn out and I
There was also an incessant whooshing sound coming from her, and a few moments passed before I realised that it was… the sound of blood pumping through her veins?No, I thought to myself, that couldn’t be. Werewolves had enhanced hearing capabilities, but to pick up on these kinds of things I would’







