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
“Well, the night is still young.” His eyes gleamed with sincerity and invitation. “Stick around for a bit. It’d be a shame if you wasted all that prettiness.”A weighted pause followed this comment, and when I could no longer hold it in I let out a snort of laughter. Connor winced.“That bad, huh?”
Layla’s POVThe party was already in full swing by the time I arrived. I could hear the loud bass speakers blasting a Top 40 song, and I stopped at the front doors, shutting my eyes and inhaling deeply to get my nerves under control before knocking.The walk here hadn’t done much to ease my temper,
Layla’s POVI landed with a thud, and the initial jolt messed with my focus, making me lose my grasp on my connection with Hector. But the little I had done would have to be enough.A grunt escaped me as I quickly got up to my feet and looked up to find the men all glaring down at me. Alex cursed,
Layla’s POVA wicked glint entered into the High Priestess’s eyes as soon as she saw that she had my attention because of her statement. I stood frozen with the door half-shut between us, unable to come up with a retort as the sly smirk on her face widened. Eventually she stopped rubbing at the wri







