Then he breathed my name.•Hector bounced slightly as I pushed him onto my mattress with perhaps more roughness than I had meant to.To his credit, he didn’t seem to mind this though, and in the next moment I straddled him.He had only a T-shirt on, but his pants and the summer dress I’d picked out
Layla’s POVHector’s eyes pierced into me, and as I opened my mouth to respond to the question my heart gave a nervous jolt as the purely physical perfection of the man seemed to hit me all over again. It was hard to concentrate, and my lips formed words but when no sounds came out I was forced to
“When do you plan to go?” I blurted before I could stop myself.Hector turned to meet my eyes briefly. “Tomorrow,” he muttered.My breath caught sharply in my throat at the revelation, and I sat up as a bubble of laughter rose in my throat unbidden.“You planned to leave tomorrow and didn’t tell me
Layla’s POVJust as I predicted, the smile on Hector’s face froze as soon as my words registered, and I had to stop myself from wincing as he pulled away slowly, his entire frame tensing with each passing second.“A party,” he repeated dully, gaze intensely on me as I turned to look at him.I didn’t
After a moment’s consideration, Palmer let out a smaller sigh before turning and starting to head in the opposite direction. She’d said what she needed to, and as I watched her retreating form, I felt a sense of urgency blaze through me.That night had had far-reaching consequences on me, but I coul
It was a backless sequin body con mini dress that showed off so much skin that I might’ve as well slipped on my towel and called it a day. I had never worn anything so revealing before, and as Hector’s eyes raked me, a frown forming at the edges of his lips, I felt a creeping insecurity start to se
Layla’s POVA meaningful look passed between Hector and I as the knocking turned insistent when neither of us moved to answer. Then, with no warning whatsoever there was a pause.“Layla Fabrini.” I winced at the sound of my name, the exaggerated way Palmer drew out each syllable. “It’s time,” she ad
There was a brief pause as Palmer looked away from him to me, her gaze turning momentarily lascivious as they roamed me in a move that no doubt irritated my mate.She cleared her throat, her look turning hopeful as she stared at the both of us.“So…” she began with a sniff, “a throuple?”“No,” we bo
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