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
They’d conducted a full body check and come back with a clean bill of health, and so her condition was at most curious, and they all believed that she would regain consciousness in a couple of days.The Blue Moons were also yet to leave. They had been making plans to, but it was all drawn out and I
“—and I see how you are reluctant to send her off as her teacher,” Carlos continued, “but Alpha, you may have to let her go if she agrees. For the good of the Pack.”Some seconds passed, and I felt a storm of emotions start to swirl around inside me. It was the usual cocktail of shame and anger, wor
Layla’s POVI stood frozen outside Hector’s office, unable to move as I heard him stumble through a confession to someone at the other end of the door.I couldn’t blink, couldn’t breathe even as it felt like my lungs were caught in a vise, so I remained there with my hand on the doorknob and my visi
But that wasn’t all. All of the calluses I’d gotten from the months of training were also gone, and even the scar from my fall off a bike when I’d been learning to ride one at ten-years-old had disappeared. From what I could tell, my skin was better than it had ever been before. There was not a si
Layla’s POV“… I want to explain.”His words, spoken soft and tenderly, trailed off after that, and when he saw that his statement had elicited no noticeable reaction from me his mouth opened and closed.It was almost like he hadn’t thought of what he would say next after and had now hit a wall.I k
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