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
The young Alpha-to-be of the Blue Moon Pack drew me into a warm bear hug, and for a moment I stiffened, suddenly hyper aware of the fact that Hector was behind me.It was true that they had come together to find me, but even then I had witnessed one man beat the living daylights out of the other, so
Layla’s POV“So, you and Xavier, the two of you…” Ella trailed off casually, sending me a sideways glance as we walked with Hector and Xavier following not too far behind.We were coming to the end of our tour, and the two men were talking now. Occasionally, bits and pieces of their muted conversa
Hector walked up to me, wordlessly threading his fingers through mine, and together we all followed after my cousin and I was left anticipating what the night would bring.•To my surprise, the banquet was a muted affair that came with none of the things I’d come to expect with such events.For star
Layla’s POVI didn’t recognize her—the speaker; a plump, rosy-cheeked middle-aged woman, who clapped as she approached our table, smiling. She acted oblivious to the hush that’d fallen over the entire hall in the moments following her entry, and while her physical stature may not have been imposing
Evie continued. “Your mother and I used to be close. We were inseparable, like sisters, playing, getting into all sorts of trouble with our powers. It warms my heart to see you alive and well even though she is no longer with us.”She paused to swallow, and after a moment’s consideration, stepped f
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