Layla’s POVHe decided that we would start with the basics, and since I was only just a beginner I trained in human form.“It’s important to learn to fight in both forms,” he explained, cutting off my protest with a stern look. “Not every battle you find yourself will require shifting, Little Wolf.
“You’ll get eaten alive,” Hector said, “overwhelmed. I know you. You’d do best to stay indoors.”And that was that.His words were spoken in a fond tone that I should’ve found reassuring, but as I watched Hector swagger away from me to take care of other Pack issues now that our session had come to
Still, I looked serviceable, and after a brief debate I decided that I’d let my hair fall over my shoulders and back instead of the usual ponytail I often kept it in.I made my way downstairs to grab a quick bite, and as I was arriving in the kitchen Lu stepped out of her room and it was hard not to
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,
On the way I felt an odd sensation like I was being watched. I turned to scan the room until I locked eyes with Alex, who was standing in a shadowy corner at the other end of the room with his friends.I couldn’t make out his expression in the darkness, but the hairs at the nape of my neck rising di
“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 POVAs soon as our eyes made contact I felt my stomach drop, roiling as I tried and failed to get up from the bed.The room around me spun, and each of my limbs felt as if they were made of cement. I tried to focus my thoughts to keep the fear from taking over, but Alex’s malicious smirk as
My brain rattled as soon as the blow connected, and he cut off my scream with another resounding slap, warning me to keep my mouth shut if I wanted him to go easy on me.I didn’t believe him, but I was in survival mode and I gulped down my breaths to stay quiet even as silent tears leaked out of the
Dear 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
Hector’s POV The Sanguis Pack conference hall was more packed than I had ever seen it. It teemed with visiting werewolves from all over the globe, all seated, and as the sounds they made traveled to me (chairs creaking, the steady drone of air conditioning, and people with heads close together sp
My whole body felt as taut as a string, and tears stung my eyes as I watched her let her emotions settle. “Sorry about that,” my mother apologized after some time, swallowing. I noticed her hands in her laps, trembling. “I don’t… I don’t know what came over me.” She paused to gather her thoughts b
Layla’s POV With a tucked-in T shirt, denim jeans, and hair cropped just below her chin, Elaine Holloway looked much better than she had when I last saw her… which wasn’t that high of a bar when I actually thought about it. I mean, she had been standing next to the man who kept her captive for al