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
Layla’s POVI could tell from the look that crossed my mate’s face as his eyes widened that I’d caught him off-guard with the question, and by the goddess even I was a bit surprised myself.So far so good, I’d made a point of ignoring the voices in my head that told me not to act in certain ways—not
I was dying to have him inside me, but for the first time an edge of anxiety cut through my loss as I wondered if he would even be able to fit and I almost let go of it.My nerves gave out for a split-second before the lust won out once moreStill, the shock on my expression must’ve been much harder