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
Oh… I was foolish and reckless, and—An odd sensation brought my self-loathing thoughts to halt, and a split second passed before I heard my name.‘Layla.’The sound of Hector’s voice flooding into my consciousness felt surreal. For a moment, I was too shocked to respond, but this lasted only short
Unless she made a habit of kissing the people around her…She hadn’t changed, I noted as I studied her while trying to keep the fear and confusion I could feel bubbling right under the surface. I wasn’t going to give her satisfaction. I was going to be the very image of calm, in fact, I swore to mys
Hector’s POVIt was an interesting proposition, of course. But more importantly: I called bullshit. “I had the same reaction,” was Michael’s response as his enigmatic smile made a brief comeback. “Elaine was no pushover, but she wasn’t a gifted fighter, either. I raised the same concerns, and when
But hearing Michael say it, a man more prone to understatement than exaggeration… by the Moon Goddess. It left me cold. Eventually, I recovered enough to the question that now loomed over both of us.“If what you say is true, then why haven’t I ever heard of them?”He didn’t miss a beat. “Because







