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
It was a painful but quick shift, and I found myself handing over the reins of control to Lea, who was all too happy to take them from me as I became an observer in her body. In front of us, Alex’s russet colored wolf, Liam, bared his teeth at us, growling to get us to submit, but Lea wasn’t having
Layla’s POVFor the first time in forever I woke up with a smile on my face, and as I got up out of bed there was an overall feeling of weightlessness in my limbs that I couldn’t remember feeling before.Today was the day of the Triumph Procession, and even as I’d dreaded it yesterday, my antics fro
I lifted my hand, returning it to her shoulder and ignoring Hal’s annoyed bark at the sight of her neck, where a red handprint had formed.“Why did you save me?” she rasped, rubbing at the spot, which I knew would no doubt be sore.My eyes followed the movements of her hands, and it struck me that t
Layla’s POVIt happened so quickly, and as I fell the only thought ringing through my mind was that I had doomed not just myself, but my entire Pack too, as well as the procession. Nothing to see here, just my shitty luck coming into play as usual.My body hit the ground, and the force of impact was







