I was swallowing when she said this, and as soon as the words registered I started to choke as a kernel went down the wrong pipe.For the next minute Anya hit my back as I hawked up what felt like my entire oesophagus, and it was so intense that Monica’s voice came drifting up from upstairs asking i
Layla’s POVWith this thought firmly in place I drifted off to sleep. When we woke up the next morning, Anya talked me into using my face as a test subject for a YouTube makeup tutorial she’d just discovered.I tried to stop myself from grimacing as she pulled out a huge suitcase that she opened wit
My fighting skills were improving at a rapid speed now, and I won more than I lost to Anya during our bouts so I had high hopes to at least be given the opportunity to fight against a member of the Blue Moon Pack when they finally arrived.The chances of me losing were almost guaranteed, and I would
Somehow it’s always me paying the price for this family’s good name.”My father’s lips drew into a thin line, even as his features paled momentarily.“You’re free to think what you want to, young lady,” he warned, hitting his fist on the countertop to emphasise his words. “But the fact remains that
Layla’s POVFor a brief moment I considered lying. This was because thinking about my actions from a logical angle made it look like I was just throwing a tantrum. A more mature person would’ve simply gone back upstairs to change, but I could be hard headed when I didn’t get my way sometimes, and
It’d been months since I cut it, and in that time it’d grown almost to my lower back. I kept putting off cutting it because I never really had any time, and while I usually put it in a fishtail braid before coming out, I hadn’t done that today because I was in such a hurry.I stopped abruptly, curs
The man who’d been approaching me stepped nimbly away from my line of attack, and there was a flash of emotion on his face as our eyes met.I won’t lie; I swallowed down a gasp at the sheer, gorgeous perfection of his face.The man was like a fantasy come to life, with a defined jaw and high cheekbo
Layla’s POVOnly my instincts and the force of habit drilled into my bones from hundreds of hours kept me from getting mauled by Xavier’s claws as he rushed forward and I twisted to one side, narrowly escaping them.A look of admiration flashed through his eyes as I stared in disbelief at him. For