Laylaâs POVâI couldâve taken care of myself, you knowââTears pricked my vision, and a sharp hiss escaped me, cutting the rest of my words off as the healer (a portly old she wolf, whoâd styled her silver hair in a severe bun) adjusted my head to get a better view of the last of my injuries.Her na
The middle aged woman had been silent throughout, but as the sound of running water from the tap filled the room my anger eased as I got the sense that she wanted to say something.But she didnât. Not immediately, at least, as she turned the tap off, before reaching for a few paper towels to dry her
Laylaâs POVAlmost instantly, I stopped struggling, and in the space of time that followed I could hear him breathing at the other end of the door.âIâm sure of it,â he repeated himself after another moment had passed, perhaps sensing my hesitation.Like his mother, I realised, the older Fairley son
When I didnât answer he gave a low chuckle, taking that as all the answer he would need.Kane went on to tell me that while it would be a lie to say that his mother hadnât coveted Malcolmâs leadership position for his little brother Silas, everyone knew that Silas wouldnât be the best fit.He was mu
I nodded, already seeing the face of my motherâa face I looked so similar to. It set an ache in my heart that I did not want to address.âGood. Now, try to hold onto a strong memory of her. Do you have one?âI didnât have to think too long before stumbling on one. It was the day she got me the butte
Laylaâs POVI had no destination in mind, so I let Kane take the lead and we strolled through a number of communal areas in the Crimson Shadow Pack while we talked, earning a lot of curious looks in the process.Normally, this shouldâve set me on edge, or at the very least, I shouldâve even been hyp
I opened my mouth to protest that I didnât want to lead the Pack, but he proceeded on as if he couldnât see me, stating that he wanted his little brother to get a shot at living a normal life.âBut even if none of this happens, even if he ends up taking the spot anyway because you donât want it: Get
Hectorâs POVWhen Layla told me that she would be working alongside Kane Fairley to sort out the issue with her abilities, I hadnât been happy about it, but the look in her eyes had stopped me from raising a fuss.It was pretty clear that the lack of progress sheâd made in her sessions with Evangeli
Dear readers, And thatâs the end of it. Unbelievable, I know. I didnât want to write an authorâs 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 hadnât thought possibleâfinancially, 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
Laylaâs POV There was an edge of something dangerous in his tone even as he kneaded my ass playfully, and I shivered. My pulse raced. âIâIt wasnât intentional.â âOh, Iâm sure it wasnât,â he murmured in something like pride. âMy Little Wolf isnât so little anymore, is she?â I swallowed in the
This time I forced my throat to open wider, taking him deeper, and Hectorâs 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
Laylaâs 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 charmsâall of these resulted in a sudden
âThey WILL come, and right now you decide how ready you will be when they finally come at us.â She paused to let the meaning of her words sink in before finishing: âNow, Iâll invite my mother to come and take over; you can direct any questions you have at her.â The sound of a chair scraping acros
Hectorâs POV The Sanguis Pack conference hall was more packed than I had ever seen it. It teemed with visiting werewolves from all over the globe, all seated, and as the sounds they made traveled to me (chairs creaking, the steady drone of air conditioning, and people with heads close together sp
My whole body felt as taut as a string, and tears stung my eyes as I watched her let her emotions settle. âSorry about that,â my mother apologized after some time, swallowing. I noticed her hands in her laps, trembling. âI donâtâĶ I donât know what came over me.â She paused to gather her thoughts b
Laylaâs POV With a tucked-in T shirt, denim jeans, and hair cropped just below her chin, Elaine Holloway looked much better than she had when I last saw herâĶ which wasnât that high of a bar when I actually thought about it. I mean, she had been standing next to the man who kept her captive for al