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
Layla’s POVSparring around the field had started up once members of the Blue Moon Pack began to disperse. At Morgan’s announcement though, I felt a shockwave spread through the entire field and every single activity stopped. The entire place grew so silent that only the sound of the wind whipping
Audible gasps spread out across the gathered crowd as the temperature dropped. The air grew thick with animosity, all directed at me, but strangely enough I remained seated in my chair, observing the scene play out like it was a movie.“Is that the tonic?” Hector asked Delphine.The High Priestess d
Layla’s POVNot long after Hector had made his exit, the welcome banquet for the Blue Moons came to its natural end.Delphine was the first to leave. Shortly after the doors closed shut behind our Alpha, she straightened up to her feet from the bow and shot me a poison-filled glare, before turning
Layla’s POVThe silence that followed her statement was deafening, but for me it was different because everything inside me came to a sudden halt. I had grown better at spotting patterns in all these months and the situations I found myself in, where I was a scapegoat. Even if nothing pointed to m







