MasukDear 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
A feeling of unease had begun to stir in my stomach when Hector finally straightened to his full height, gently shrugging my arm off his. His eyes locked on Malcolm’s, and in one smooth, deliberate movement, he rested his hand on the small of my back.“I’ll protect her.”Something in the uncompromis
Layla’s POVI was a bloody mess—Madeline and her goons had seen to that, at least.This was a fleeting thought, one I was only able to entertain in one of the rare respites that followed as I listened to the leader of the surgeons debate on what course of action to take next with me. His orderlies
Hector’s POVXavier and I were silent as he followed after the cab, keeping a healthy distance between us and them so they wouldn’t know that they were being followed.This wasn’t a hard thing to do, especially in the busy streets of New York, but he kept at it anyway, and as we followed I felt the
“You should hope not,” I muttered through my heavy breathing. “Because if I make it out of here, I swear that you’ll be just as dead as your rogue-mad disappointment of a sister, who I killed when—”The rest of my words ended in a sharp scream as Jasper raised the plier high above his head before se







