Layla’s POVAlmost reflexively, my lips parted with a response ready at the tip of my tongue, but then I stopped to consider his question and realised that he had said something entirely different from what I expected.The words left me dumbstruck, and in the stretch of silence that followed between
“BUT WHY ME?!” I cried out suddenly, cutting him off mid-sentence. I hadn’t meant to. It had just bubbled out.A flash of displeasure crossed his eyes. “I already answered that.” “Yes, you did,” I admitted with a defiant nod. “But I don’t think preserving the ‘Holloway legacy’ is your only reason,
Layla’s POVLowell was right—there was a minivan waiting at the ready when I walked back into the main Crimson Shadow courtyard, trailing after my grandfather. Hector stood waiting in front of it, Xavier too. The look of relief on my mate’s face as he saw me reemerge betrayed the fact that he had f
The feeling of Hector’s grip tightening around my fingers drew me out of my thoughts slowly, and as I turned to face my mate I didn’t expect the next words he uttered.“It’s your choice at the end of the day, but I think having him with us would be a good idea,” he muttered.I blinked, and something
Layla’s POVI never really stood a chance against Evie’s compulsion, and the last thing I had of the Crimson Shadow Pack before darkness swept me off was the thought that, actually, I didn’t regret the way my first meeting with Evangeline turned out. I would gladly have a redo, I thought to myself
“I looked into each and every one of those dead men’s faces praying I wouldn’t come across yours,” he admitted finally in a whisper.No other words needed to be spoken, as what he had already said conveyed the maelstrom of emotions the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack had been through over the past coupl
Layla’s POVAll eyes swivelled to my mate, and even though I was not the centre of attention, just by standing beside him alone I struggled against the urge to squirm under all of the scrutiny.But Hector didn’t seem to notice it. If he did he wasn’t bothered, because he continued smoothly, turning
Layla’s POVOnce I saw it, it was difficult to unsee the charged tension between Xavier and Ella that bled into everything—their interactions most of all.They hardly exchanged words unless absolutely necessary, and when that happened they never looked at each other, but in this there lay an implica