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
Layla’s POVThe introduction—inserted so casually into the already tense situation—left me off-balance, and for a split second I didn’t know what to do. In fact, the white-hot anger I had felt consuming me just moments ago faltered, and I could only blink in astonishment as Malcolm’s smile turned b
Layla’s POVEach time I thought I knew all there was to know about pain; some new sensation came in to wipe the old memory clean and take its place.This was the only thought I could muster before the torment hit me fully, a sob wrenching out of me as my connection to Hector instantly disintegrated
Layla’s POVI felt Hector’s fingers tighten around mine instinctively in reaction to the words of our newest arrival, and as the sound of Malcolm’s hearty chuckle filled the barren warehouse it was like someone had set drops of ice down my spine. There was an indescribable feeling of palpable dread
I ignored the burning sensations that flooded my calves with each step. By the Goddess, I was going to be crippled if I didn’t get them off soon.The men tensed, their frames turning rigid until they turned to see me. I couldn’t imagine what I must’ve looked like in that moment, a shivering human gi







