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
Hector’s POVWhen Layla told me that she would be working alongside Kane Fairley to sort out the issue with her abilities, I hadn’t been happy about it, but the look in her eyes had stopped me from raising a fuss.It was pretty clear that the lack of progress she’d made in her sessions with Evangeli
Hector’s POVIn the moments after Malcolm had finished speaking, while his request was setting in I considered both of the Holloways seated on either side of the room. They stared at each other, then me, and as the seconds passed without an answer from me they shared a second meaningful look. Then
I nodded, already seeing the face of my mother—a face I looked so similar to. It set an ache in my heart that I did not want to address.“Good. Now, try to hold onto a strong memory of her. Do you have one?”I didn’t have to think too long before stumbling on one. It was the day she got me the butte
I opened my mouth to protest that I didn’t want to lead the Pack, but he proceeded on as if he couldn’t see me, stating that he wanted his little brother to get a shot at living a normal life.“But even if none of this happens, even if he ends up taking the spot anyway because you don’t want it: Get







