Dear readers, I wasn’t able to update yesterday because of an unexpected test, and I hate to leave you all just as things have started to ramp up but this will be the last update in this period until my exams are finished. Send your thoughts, prayers, and well wishes my way, as well as the gems, rated reviews, and comments. Do you have any theories on what’s coming? Let me know. I can’t wait to see you all at the other side. PS: If you didn’t notice yet, MBTA is now at 22K views. How cool is that? Excuse me while I ugly-happy cry. x
Layla’s POVI was aware of nothing—not the physical or mental strains I had suffered in my fight with Morgan; not even my own body.Nothing existed beyond the smooth wall of obsidian darkness for the first few moments, and then I felt something. A warm glow started pulsing through me, chasing out t
There was also an incessant whooshing sound coming from her, and a few moments passed before I realised that it was… the sound of blood pumping through her veins?No, I thought to myself, that couldn’t be. Werewolves had enhanced hearing capabilities, but to pick up on these kinds of things I would’
Layla’s POVMy first kill, I thought to myself, letting out a steady breath.This was the predominant thought on my mind as I gazed at Morgan’s glassy-eyed stare, which looked up into the clear blue sky above us.I could’ve tried convincing myself that they wouldn’t remain forever sightless, but the
‘Can you smell?’ I asked Lea cautiously.My heart raced in my chest as hope twisted around inside it, and when my wolf drew back at my question before giving a small cautious nod, her eyes widening like she had only just realised it, I didn’t feel relieved.Instead, I felt afraid. What sort of powe
Hector’s POVI was in the middle of a Zoom call with Michael McKenzie—the current Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack and Xavier’s father—discussing possible ways to further solidify the fragile alliance we were building between our Packs, when I felt it. Or rather, its lack.It was this absence that made
The thought of opening her up to danger like that had terrified me, but there was also a cautious optimism too, so the fact that she may have come to danger now seemed to me the cruellest joke that fate could play.I wanted to rage until my voice grew ragged from the unfairness of it all, but I didn
Hector’s POVAs we headed to the clinic it felt like I was holding onto the last threads of my patience with the entire situation. I could feel a crisis come on. Concern and jealousy both burned hotly inside me as I watched Xavier and Anya scramble towards the automatic sliding doors with my uncons
I cut him off before he could get the rest of his words out.“Do as he says. Leave, now.”Xavier turned to me, and there was a flash of defiance in his gaze as he worked his jaw to say something.I felt my pulse start to drum up a steady rhythm, and inside me Hal readied himself. A part of me hoped
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