LOGINDear 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
My brain rattled as soon as the blow connected, and he cut off my scream with another resounding slap, warning me to keep my mouth shut if I wanted him to go easy on me.I didn’t believe him, but I was in survival mode and I gulped down my breaths to stay quiet even as silent tears leaked out of the
Layla’s POVAs soon as our eyes made contact I felt my stomach drop, roiling as I tried and failed to get up from the bed.The room around me spun, and each of my limbs felt as if they were made of cement. I tried to focus my thoughts to keep the fear from taking over, but Alex’s malicious smirk as
Hector’s POVThe sound of leaves crunching alerted me to the new arrival right before he burst out of the thicket of trees into the clearing. I tensed as I looked up and immediately pinned down his identity: Grayson Rockmountain.At the same time Layla fell limp in my arms. She had lost consciousnes
“Well, the night is still young.” His eyes gleamed with sincerity and invitation. “Stick around for a bit. It’d be a shame if you wasted all that prettiness.”A weighted pause followed this comment, and when I could no longer hold it in I let out a snort of laughter. Connor winced.“That bad, huh?”







