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
I could feel my heart thudding away inside my chest, in a combination of fear and exhilaration, and as I locked gazes with Xavier a voice at the back of my head niggled at me, worried that he would try to press his advantage.This sent a chill down my spine, and all too late it dawned on me that we
Layla’s POVHis movements were unhurried as he approached, but from his expression I could tell that he was not happy with the fact that he had walked into Xavier and I alone. Scratch that, he looked pissed. I felt faint stirrings of dread go through me at the sight of his clenched jaw, and his lip
If anything, I knew that I was a source of mild amusement and irritation to Hector, and I ignored Lea’s whines at my self-deprecating thoughts as I focused on Hector.“I asked you to promise to keep away from members of the Blue Moon Pack,” he informed me without heat. “But I leave you for one momen
Layla’s POVThe unsaid implication of Hector’s words rang around in my head long after I had left the clearing, and as I trekked through the woods towards the direction of my home a sudden feeling of giddiness swept through me. I did my best to tamp it down, but each time I recalled Hector telling
I was on my way up before an odd observation struck me: Lu.She wasn’t the type to sit out an emotional exchange between dad and I, but since coming in I hadn’t seen a peep of her, which set me on edge. It could be that she was still outside with some friends, but I recalled the sounds I had heard
“It’s pathetic that you think you have a shot with him.”“What?”“You’re staring at him all doe-eyed,” she hissed. “Practically begging him to fuck you. Keep it up and they’ll think that we’re all as easy as you.”We were in a room full of werewolves, and I was pretty sure that a large number 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