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 POVThere was no better way to put it than this: I could sense it, the danger I was in.Somehow, even before I was fully awake my brain alerted me, and from that point on, as I drew closer to consciousness, the feeling grew until I knew beyond every shadow of doubt that I was essentially fuc
I squinted, feeling more confused than I had ever been in my life.What are you saying? I wanted to ask him. The Mind or the Body?Inside me, Hal stirred with discontent.‘WE ARE WASTING TIME,’ my wolf growled.Michael, oblivious to all of this, continued on smoothly.“It was hard to wrap my head ar
Hector’s POVInitially I thought that I misheard Michael, and I continued to stare at the older man, who never glanced away, meeting my gaze with a levelled look of his own that made the hairs at the nape of my neck prickle as the futility of that hope evaporated slowly. No, I wasn’t going to be th
“Alright, answers—I can give you that,” he conceded. “The woman that took Layla is known as Madeline. Madeline Lowell.”I felt my pulse flutter in my throat at the name, and the fact that it rang no bells didn’t stop the churning in my stomach as white hot hate coursed through me. It was an emotion







