LOGINHector's POV
Only when I was certain Erick's men were plotting a break-in, did I tell Jonathan and my men that we needed to remain vigilant and hidden to maintain the element of surprise? To ensure vigilance and hiddenness, I instructed my men to ensure that they camouflage themselves in the surrounding environment, blending seamlessly with the surroundings when patrolling. They were to maintain strict communication protocols and synchronize their movements with the utmost precision, relying on hand signals and covert earpieces to minimize the risk of detection. After setting up our plan of action, we waited for Erick's men to act.
Maliyla, however, was my biggest concern. I ensured that two of my most reliable guards were always at the packhouse to keep watch if I was not there. In the end, Jonathan and I agreed that one of us would always stay with her. The possibility of losing her was no
Maliyla's POVBy the time everyone arrived at the restaurant, the place was bustling with activity. Katia had instructed everyone to dress up when they questioned why she said we looked our best tonight. It didn't really matter since Hector always wore professional attire. It was rare to see him wearing jeans and a T-shirt, but it was enough to make me wet when he did. The black Armani suit he wore today made him look extra yummy. In addition to his great personality, Hector had a certain je ne sais quoi that attracted people to him. In addition to his undeniable charisma, he had a way of making everyone feel special. It was his confidence that made him irresistible. A man like Hector could have anyone he wanted, yet he always chose me. I was the luckiest woman alive. His heart belonged to me, and mine belonged to him. We were meant to be together for a reason, and I would never take that for granted."Bellissi
Maliyla's POVI had a great time hanging out with Katia. Other than the pregnancy symptoms, it felt like it did when I would go shopping with Gisselle. It was bittersweet as I knew she would have loved it here at Crystal Blood Pack. As part of our visit to the mall, Katia and I visited every store, including some that were unavailable in Egypt. We went on a frenzied shopping spree together. Clothing and shoes were plenty in our shopping cart. As a result, I bought clothes that were more suited to those that a Luna would wear, while still keeping my personal style in mind. Having finished shopping, Katia insisted we go to the Mystical SPA in the mall for a spa treatment."Katia, I'm not sure if we should do this. It's expensive, and Hector might not like me spending all his money," I told her hesitantly as our bill quickly mounted."I know he won't mind. Besides, I'll tell him it's a b
Hector's POVWhen I heard Maliyla's words, I realized how broken she was, struggling with all those insecurities, but her ability to endure and fight made her more beautiful. It was, however, her brokenness that drew me to her. Daunte described her as a fighter, and I knew she would be an excellent Luna and mother. She brought up the topic of having children, which I had been thinking about for some time now. To me, it was vital that Maliyla did not feel obligated to follow the traditional beliefs of any pack. My goal was to make her comfortable and allow things to unfold at their own pace.Since we had security matters to take care of regarding the silver nitrate bullets found in Adams' possession, Daunte stayed through the end of the week. Our task had become daunting due to the thousands of hours of footage we had to review. There were also other things that needed our attention. As Katia was pregnant, I kne
Maliyla's POVI felt something different when I woke up that morning in Hector's arms. After turning to look at him, I smiled when I noticed he was still sleeping. As always, he appeared devilishly handsome and at ease. Tears welled up in my eyes as I turned away from him, his arms still around me. His arms tightened around me as I closed my eyes and breathed deeply."Well, I'd say good morning, but you're crying in my arms," Hector said, tightening his embrace."My tears are not caused by sadness; they are caused by joy," I replied, pausing to add, "For the first time, it feels as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders; I feel free.""Is that what makes you cry?" Hector asked as he leaned closer to me.As I cupped his face in my hand, I smiled. I'm crying because I've been so stupid and have been for a long time.
Maliyla's POVThe thought of finding out what had happened out on the field made me nervous. All of it was still fresh in my mind, yet I had no idea how it manifested itself. I remember feeling scared and worried and suddenly needing to protect those around me. My entire world seemed to disappear when I saw Jonathan fall; everything around me stopped, and Katia ran up to him, increasing my concern for her and everyone else."OK," Evangeline said, pulling me from my thoughts."Hathor's background and how she came to be are already known to us. It may surprise you to learn that she is capable of projecting a force field, which she typically uses to protect herself. For Katia, her wolf can project the same force field, blinding those around her, but she can also project flames to protect her if needed." She paused as she walked to the bookshelf and retrieved the book she showed us in Egy
Maliyla's POVThe words my father spoke left me frozen. After all this time, he was audacious to tell me that they were my parents. My initial reaction to my father's words demanding respect after all this time was a mix of anger and disbelief. How could he expect me to suddenly view him as a parent when he had been absent for so long? It felt like a slap in the face, and I struggled to find the words to respond. I couldn't get his words out of my head. A powerful urge to scream swept through my mind. There was a part of me that wanted to cry and a part of me that wanted to hit something."You will still respect us regardless of what happened," my dad said.The words he uttered made me laugh, "Respect?" I responded, "You don't get respect from me, not now nor ever.""After all I did for you, how dare you speak to me that way?" My father growled.







