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
Hector’s POVThe lock on the suitcase clicked softly open at my question, and I felt it more than I heard the collective sharp intake of breath that followed as I lifted the lid of the suitcase, revealing its contents in all of their hypnotic, horrible beauty.They ranged from needle-thin syringes t
Her voice cracked, breaking through the maelstrom of rage I could feel building up inside me. Somehow I found myself shushing her gently.“It’s alright, Little Wolf. You’re safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”I looked down to find her watching me with wide, wet eyes, which closed with each pa
Hector’s POVCarlos was silent for a long time after the statement I made, and I waited to feel a trickle of unease from him through the mindlink but I could feel nothing of the sort. In fact, the only thing I sensed was a growing resolve on his end, and I was proved right by his next words.‘I’ll l
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







