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 POV“I grew up knowing of the Crimson Shadow Pack,” Michael confessed. I watched his gaze go soft and unfocused as he was mentally transported back to that time.“This was not because they weren’t reclusive back then, because they were. Back then, when people knew of them, they hardly made
Hector’s POVLess than twenty minutes later I stood hunched over a monitor, going over grainy footage from the only CCTV camera positioned in the alleyway leading out the back exit.Palmer was beside me, and together we flanked the pale-skinned technician, who sat in front of the monitor, cringing e
Our showdown had taken place barely almost two weeks ago, and I’d left him in a bad state. Yet here he stood in front of me, only slightly bruised up in the face, with a slight limp to his movements as evidence to show that he had almost died at my hands.In another week, tops, he was going to be a
“For weeks, she was the talk of the Pack, but I paid no mind to the chatter because by then, I was practically already running the Pack. The situation with the Hunters was already coming to a head, which left my father busy in other areas. “There was hardly an opportunity for Elaine and me to even







