I listened to all of this like I was in a trance, with a looming sense of growing horror that made me want to throw the windows at the far corner of the room and scream into the trees just so I would see the birds scatter.Anything in that moment would’ve been better, I thought to myself, as Malcolm
Layla’s POVThe skin on my forehead creased as I drew back to give Malcolm a long hard look, and I was sure that the expression on my face accurately summed up the emotions running through me as I seized him up.To the old man’s credit, he didn’t look away. In fact, he maintained steady eye contact
There was no need for words, I realised, because even when I was laughing I’d known on a deep level that he was being dead serious with me.It was just that accepting it happened to be an entirely different thing altogether.But now it was sinking in, and I felt the knowledge spread through me with
Layla’s POVMalcolm knew that with such an offer, he would have me exactly where he wanted me. Almost as if to further prove his point, the old man got up from his seat with a heaving sigh, fingers tight around the walking stick as he stood to his full height and cast a final look at me before slow
On my part, I felt my nerves fire up all at once at the sight of him so near within my grasp, and when he started to move I too took a step forward, closing the distance between us until we were standing, staring into each other’s eyes.For a split second it felt like everything had paused around us
Layla’s POVOnce more, I was left fearing the worst while I waited for a response. Hector, sensing my agitation, gave my shoulder a comforting squeeze and it helped a long way in gathering up every little bit of willpower I could muster to not repeat myself again, though each second that passed by
When I could no longer take the silence, I blurted out that I was sorry and watched the glazed look clear out of my mate’s eyes as he glanced down at me.He said nothing, not immediately at least. But there was no need to.In a single look, he’d already pinpointed what it was that I was apologising
Layla’s POVIt was Ella speaking.I realised this within moments of hearing her voice, and I took several steps away from the door until I bumped into Hector, which made me glance over my shoulder at him.His hands snaked absentmindedly over my shoulders as we locked gazes, and at the quizzical look
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