LOGINDear 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
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
Layla’s POVTwo words, not even shouted, and yet the menace that seeped out of them made a shiver go through me. The human felt it too because he tensed, and in the next moment the acrid sting of fear burnt my nostrils over the sweat, cologne and alcohol. It was his, and as he shook his head the te
Hector’s POVFor a split second I wondered if I’d heard the words correctly, and I peered at Layla, waiting to hear them again and confirm that I was wrong. But she said nothing. Not immediately, at least.Instead, my Little Wolf preoccupied herself with staring defiantly back at me from her place







