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 POVAs we headed to the clinic it felt like I was holding onto the last threads of my patience with the entire situation. I could feel a crisis come on. Concern and jealousy both burned hotly inside me as I watched Xavier and Anya scramble towards the automatic sliding doors with my uncons
Layla’s POVMy first kill, I thought to myself, letting out a steady breath.This was the predominant thought on my mind as I gazed at Morgan’s glassy-eyed stare, which looked up into the clear blue sky above us.I could’ve tried convincing myself that they wouldn’t remain forever sightless, but the
“You should’ve taken me out when you still had the chance to.”That was all she said. One moment, there was some distance between us, but in the next she seemed to materialise in front of me, and I heard the sound of my cheek bone fracturing as she backhanded me even before I felt it. My chest was
Hector’s POVI would’ve been surprised if things ended so quickly, what with Xavier’s reputation and how he had managed to acquire it so young. Luckily, it didn’t.There was no visible shift in the other man’s features as he took a few steps back, light on his feet to put some distance between us.I







