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
I blinked, taken aback by the unexpected topic change.“Yes, Layla was challenged in combat and that was what led to this.”The doctor frowned. “You’re absolutely certain that she sustained serious injuries from the altercation?”I nodded, before answering guardedly. “Yes, I am. Is there a problem,
Hector’s POV“So, where does that leave the alliance between our Packs?” Michael McKenzie asked guardedly once I finished telling him of the day’s events.He was at least almost two decades older than I was and in good shape still, but even then, as I narrated the act of aggression of one of his Pac
The situation between the Sanguis and the Blue Moon Packs was already so heated, but if one good thing had come out of it, it was the fact that I had been given a valid reason to boot them out of my territory—with particular focus on Xavier.It was killing two birds with one stone really, and I watc
Hector’s POVI would’ve been surprised if things ended so quickly, what with Xavier’s reputation and how he had managed to acquire it so young. Luckily, it didn’t.There was no visible shift in the other man’s features as he took a few steps back, light on his feet to put some distance between us.I
But this was the present, and a chasm of fighting experience stood between us that his natural talent just couldn’t cross.‘END HIM!’ Hal cried out inside me, and I stepped into one of the attacks, wincing as Xavier’s claws raked around across my chest, tearing my gear.The young man moved to accomm
Hector’s POVI tried to go after him, but Carlos’s grip on me was unrelenting, and as we remained deadlocked—me struggling amid grunts to break out of the Delta’s hold, him pulling tighter—I felt the weight of reason start to descend on me, and I tried to shy away of it.I didn’t want to be confront