Dear readers (Mathieu again), I am floored by the amount of support MBTA has received since we last spoke. You all came through so unbelievably hard, and I would thank you by name if I was sure that was allowed. Rest assured, I see you, so keep leaving your rated reviews, gems, comments, etc. I noticed some questions about how frequently this book is updated, and the answer is that I try to average four new chapters every week. I juggle a rigorous Law degree with my writing, and it may not be as frequent as it should be but I try and I’ll continue to work harder to make this a story you won’t forget. What were your thoughts on this chapter, and do you have any theories on what’s to come? I look forward to hearing them!
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
Hector’s POVThe open cuts wept blood, and as I flexed my palm the shards of glass still embedded in it dug deeper, leaving a stinging pain that made me wince as the noise in the hall subsided. I could feel the eyes of my Pack press in on me from all angles, and at that exact moment an Omega materi
Layla’s POVHector was silent for a long moment as he stared sightlessly out into the crowd. He looked deep in thought, and as the moment stretched out a feeling of deep unease bloomed inside my chest. I could reach for the mindlink between us, tug it to check and see if there was anything I could
I may have even snickered, but that was only because of how good it felt to see the tables turned on her for once.It was taboo to put the chosen Luna and a High Priestess under the Alpha Command according to werewolf tradition—but that was where the limitations ended. Every other person was fair ga
Layla’s POVNot long after Hector had made his exit, the welcome banquet for the Blue Moons came to its natural end.Delphine was the first to leave. Shortly after the doors closed shut behind our Alpha, she straightened up to her feet from the bow and shot me a poison-filled glare, before turning
The Fabrini household thrived on omissions, and I didn’t see that changing anytime soon.“Be safe,” my father told me as I started to leave the hall.I almost snorted at this, but somehow I kept my composure and with a noncommittal noise I made my way out of the hall, ignoring the eyes that pressed
‘He doesn’t need us.’‘How do you know that?’ my wolf shot back.I rolled my eyes, letting out a huff of annoyance.‘J–Just because, okay?! I just know it.’Lea shook her head in disappointment, and it struck me as an oddly human gesture.‘That isn’t even an excuse.’It didn’t look like she was goin
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