Nothing here had been touched recently, and as I shut the door softly behind me it registered that the only sound I could make out was that of a steady clock ticking away, coming from some corner of the room.There was no sign of Hector, but as I traced my fingers across rough leather bindings, rubb
Layla’s POVHector’s gaze was as intense as it had ever been as he watched me tense at his question, but save a slight tic that formed in his jaw he said nothing. Instead, he waited for me to confirm or deny the allegation, and as my mind raced I entertained the thought of lying to him and putting
“I’m sure there were ways you could’ve gone about being on my side without literally throwing me to the wolves.”Inside me, Lea gave a tired eye roll. ‘By the Goddess, Layla, do you have to be so melodramatic?’I began to answer this, but a low bitter laugh from my mate stopped me almost instantly,
Layla’s POVIt was a wild dance of tongue and teeth, a passionate exchange mirroring my inner turmoil as I stood on my toes, threading my fingers through Hector’s hair and holding him close.A part of me felt like I was caught in a fever dream, but the emotions were raging through me; the feel of my
“I’ll be fine, Layla. But I think I’ll need to get my injuries checked out before we go any further.” There was pause, and then he frowned slightly as he looked away from me to our surroundings. “Besides, it can’t happen here. Not like this.”A second passed before his words registered, and I flushe
Layla’s POVAs it turned out, the quick tour through the Blue Moon Pack that Palmer gave me turned out to be invaluable. Save a couple of wrong turns, I was able to make my way from the Pack infirmary to the cafeteria in record time. Once I arrived, I grabbed a tray off the tray stack and began to
Eventually, he let out a sigh, and when I turned to stare at him I saw that he had a look of contemplation on his features, like he was trying to decide whether or not he would tell me something.Throughout our interaction, it had been clear that Hector was battling sleep, and he must’ve decided aga
Layla’s POVDespite my initial musings about the sharp turn my life was about to take, things continued on as normal… though perhaps this was a stretch. Let me rephrase: Things were as normal as they would ever be, considering the fact that Hector had beat the living daylights out of the Blue Moon
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