Layla’s POV(Two hours ago):I came awake slowly to the sound of beeping machines, and my first thought after I opened my eyes was that it felt like my head had been stuffed full of cotton balls from the amount of drugs I had pumping through my system. I was insulated from the pain of my injuries;
The woman behind the first ever attempt for my life.She blinked as she recognized me, and I watched her lovely features slowly twist up in a sneer. Even then it was hard to not get drawn by the majesty of her almost otherworldly beauty.Her jet-black hair was styled in an up-do that called attentio
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
“You do have an imagination child,” Delphine recovered smoothly. “Where did you get that from?”But it was too late. Even if she didn’t know I did. I had been spiralling because of her words, caught off guard by her underhanded psychological attacks. But I was resolved to not give her the reaction s
Layla’s POVDelphine took a step away from the door, and her gaze was full of meaning as she looked at me before turning on her heels and walking away. I should’ve followed her, but something in me told me that despite my confident words I may not have been ready to see the proof she had to show me.
One of them who looked to be the highest ranking of the bunch stepped forward, dipping his head in a bow of acknowledgement.“High Priestess, we weren’t expecting you.”“Of course,” she told him smoothly. I felt a chill go down my spine at the authority she infused in those two words. “The Alpha req
Hector’s POVCarlos shot me a bewildered look, waiting for an instruction from me to trickle down our mindlink so he would react, but I didn’t. I was too busy fighting off the feeling of panic that had started to bubble up inside me as soon as Layla made her entrance.Now, it was only growing worse
Layla’s POVI wasn’t surprised to find that Delphine had made a quick exit from the dungeon while I was with Hector. She had probably done it with the hope that I would get into some sort of trouble, but as I walked home, I found I didn’t really care about her or her motives. In fact, all of it see
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