The middle aged woman had been silent throughout, but as the sound of running water from the tap filled the room my anger eased as I got the sense that she wanted to say something.But she didn’t. Not immediately, at least, as she turned the tap off, before reaching for a few paper towels to dry her
Layla’s POVAlmost instantly, I stopped struggling, and in the space of time that followed I could hear him breathing at the other end of the door.“I’m sure of it,” he repeated himself after another moment had passed, perhaps sensing my hesitation.Like his mother, I realised, the older Fairley son
When I didn’t answer he gave a low chuckle, taking that as all the answer he would need.Kane went on to tell me that while it would be a lie to say that his mother hadn’t coveted Malcolm’s leadership position for his little brother Silas, everyone knew that Silas wouldn’t be the best fit.He was mu
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
Layla’s POVI had no destination in mind, so I let Kane take the lead and we strolled through a number of communal areas in the Crimson Shadow Pack while we talked, earning a lot of curious looks in the process.Normally, this should’ve set me on edge, or at the very least, I should’ve even been hyp
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
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
Gaius was capable, but going off the last message Carlos sent me, tensions had started to rise back home and only my presence would stop them from bubbling over and erupting—I NEEDED to be back.These were the thoughts running through my mind when I rounded the corner in the hallways leading up to m
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