Layla’s POVHector arched a brow at me after speaking, and as usual, everything that followed (including the expression on his face) felt like a silent challenge that I was compelled to rise up to. I had my misgivings, but letting him in on the fact that the thought of going on a run with him fille
It was meant to be a joke told to take my mind off how eerily silent the whole place was, but when Hector nodded without missing a beat, I felt the screws holding my jaw together turn slightly loose.“I did,” he continued with a serious expression, but after a few beats it slowly eased as a corner o
Layla’s POVThe sound of rustling fabric as Hector and I breathed, saying nothing, seemed to echo out more loudly in the space surrounding us more than it normally would’ve; and for a split second I feared that this awkwardness would carry out for the rest of our time here together.Then I heard it,
Layla’s POVHector’s wolf chased mine, and the feeling of wind whipping past my flanks as Lea cut a blazing path through the unfamiliar forest like an arrow unleashed almost had me believe that I was flying.To be honest, I might’ve as well been.Blood pumped through my veins, pounding in my ears li
This last part was added when she saw me start opening my mouth to protest, and grudgingly I slowly closed it back up, waiting for her to make her point.‘But you must not let your head get in the way of what your heart wants,’ she added. ‘And make no mistake: I am enamoured, yes, but not blind. Lov
Hector’s POVFor a split second I wondered if I’d heard the words correctly, and I peered at Layla, waiting to hear them again and confirm that I was wrong. But she said nothing. Not immediately, at least.Instead, my Little Wolf preoccupied herself with staring defiantly back at me from her place
I could feel her watching me, but I pretended not to notice. Neither of us said anything as we bathed, but the air between us held a touch of intimacy and eroticism that was becoming progressively harder to ignore.Inside me, Hal sat up, his ears perked up as he watched through my eyes. My wolf didn
I knew the exact moment it dawned on Layla, because I saw her freeze, and the smile on her face slipped slightly before fading completely out of sight.Not a lot of things got to me, but I’ll admit that as I watched this happen—realising that I was the reason, in fact—I felt my heart sink as a sense
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