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 POVHis lips curved up in a wry smile at my question, and I tried to ignore the sense of déjà vu that swept through me in that moment by returning my attention to the well-stocked fridge.Within moments of scanning through what was available, I knew what I would be making for dinner.The pla
Instead, he was calmly forking a cut of stake into his mouth, and I watched in disbelief as he drank from his cup when he was done chewing the meat.“I–I wouldn’t want to throw baseless accusations around,” Delphine started, silencing the murmurs. “It’s my fault, and I’ll accept the punishment as yo
I held his gaze for only the Moon Goddess knew how long before clearing my throat and looking away quickly.“You should head out,” I told Hector, swallowing as I stood up in front of him and immediately set about gathering the tools I had used. “I’ll clean this up first.”“Layla.”The sound of my na
The Fabrini household thrived on omissions, and I didn’t see that changing anytime soon.“Be safe,” my father told me as I started to leave the hall.I almost snorted at this, but somehow I kept my composure and with a noncommittal noise I made my way out of the hall, ignoring the eyes that pressed







