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
I could feel my heart thudding away inside my chest, in a combination of fear and exhilaration, and as I locked gazes with Xavier a voice at the back of my head niggled at me, worried that he would try to press his advantage.This sent a chill down my spine, and all too late it dawned on me that we
Somehow it’s always me paying the price for this family’s good name.”My father’s lips drew into a thin line, even as his features paled momentarily.“You’re free to think what you want to, young lady,” he warned, hitting his fist on the countertop to emphasise his words. “But the fact remains that
Layla’s POVHis movements were unhurried as he approached, but from his expression I could tell that he was not happy with the fact that he had walked into Xavier and I alone. Scratch that, he looked pissed. I felt faint stirrings of dread go through me at the sight of his clenched jaw, and his lip
In front of a witness she would never show her true emotions to me and so her demeanour remained serene and smooth. But there was a noticeable change in the atmosphere. Her dislike was palpable.“Layla.” She angled her body slightly in my direction, but her eyes remained firmly locked on Anya as sh







