“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
Layla’s POVThe silence that followed her statement was deafening, but for me it was different because everything inside me came to a sudden halt. I had grown better at spotting patterns in all these months and the situations I found myself in, where I was a scapegoat. Even if nothing pointed to m
Instead, he was calmly forking a cut of stake into his mouth, and I watched in disbelief as he drank from his cup when he was done chewing the meat.“I–I wouldn’t want to throw baseless accusations around,” Delphine started, silencing the murmurs. “It’s my fault, and I’ll accept the punishment as yo
Layla’s POVIt was a well-placed trap, and I had walked right into it. My heart sank as soon as the realisation set in, and I turned to look at Lu, whose gaze spoke volumes all of a sudden as she stared at me unwaveringly. There was a firm set to her jaw as she stared at me, perhaps daring me to sa
Audible gasps spread out across the gathered crowd as the temperature dropped. The air grew thick with animosity, all directed at me, but strangely enough I remained seated in my chair, observing the scene play out like it was a movie.“Is that the tonic?” Hector asked Delphine.The High Priestess d
For a few moments it was like no one knew what to do with this and eventually, it was the High Priestess who reacted first.“Just confess and accept your punishment.”I opened my mouth with a ready retort, but she bulldozed on.“—everyone gathered here knows of your school girl’s infatuation with ou
Layla’s POVThe noise caught my attention, and at the same time we all turned to watch Xavier at his end of the room, taking a sip from his clear wine glass.He didn’t look the least bit unruffled by the fact that he had just interrupted a very tense situation, and to his credit none of his Pack mat
“You’ve sunk your claws into him too, haven’t you?”Her tone was filled to the brim with bitter resignation, and if she hadn’t just made an attempt at my life I would’ve felt some pity for her. But I didn’t. In fact, now more than ever I was convinced that she had had a hand with the events at 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