LOGINCute Hector-Layla moment aside: What do you think grandpa Malcolm wants to say next? – M.
Dear 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
“Now it’s your turn, Little Wolf.”Instantly, I felt the thoughts recede as I tilted my chin up to get a good look at him.“My turn?” I repeated dumbly.Hector nodded. “Tonight, with Malcolm. I got the sense that he told you something; decided I’d ask when we were alone. Is anything going on?”Oh,
Evie continued. “Your mother and I used to be close. We were inseparable, like sisters, playing, getting into all sorts of trouble with our powers. It warms my heart to see you alive and well even though she is no longer with us.”She paused to swallow, and after a moment’s consideration, stepped f
Layla’s POVI didn’t recognize her—the speaker; a plump, rosy-cheeked middle-aged woman, who clapped as she approached our table, smiling. She acted oblivious to the hush that’d fallen over the entire hall in the moments following her entry, and while her physical stature may not have been imposing
Layla’s POV‘Penny for your thoughts?’ The question, spoken into my mind, drew me out of my own head for the moment, and I looked up into Hector’s artic blue eyes, which seemed to blaze from within with some hidden fire that warmed me.The welcome banquet had come to an end hours ago, and now we we







