Layla’s POVFortunately (or unfortunately) I didn’t have to wait long, because after those first initial seconds, Malcolm recovered his faculties and started to sputter. “WHAT IN THE HELL WOULD POSSESS YOU TO THINK THAT I’D BE CONTENT WITH JUST TWIDDLING MY THUMB AFTER EVERYTHING YOU JUST TOLD US?!
Layla’s POVTrue to his words, Michael returned back to the Blue Moon Pack within a few hours of his arrival. Xavier, Hector and I saw him off to the parking area where a sleek black BMW waited to zip him off, and after a cursory farewell to my mate and me, he pulled his son aside and they spoke fo
With some difficulty, I turned away from the power’s call, and opened my eyes to find Percy staring down at me with his boots positioned just inches away from my throat.“Yield,” he said calmly, and for a few moments I considered the proposition.I could get out of this. It wouldn’t be easy, but I h
Layla’s POVI don’t know how long I ran for. All I knew was that in what seemed to be the blink of an eye, I found myself sprinting out from the fields and into the Main Pack House on my way to Hector. Finding him had only gotten easier the more time I spent living with him, and instinctively, I tu
Layla’s POVBut first, some loose ends needed to be tied up. We set up a conference call with Michael McKenzie to hash them out, and as it turned out, the most important concerns were already taken care of by the Blue Moon Alpha, who used his Canadian contacts to sort out our necessities. Everythi
Hector didn’t respond, but there was no need for him to because the question had been rhetoric. In fact, not only was it that two people alone could pull off the whole thing, but also, that that would be the preferred mode of operation as this was more of a stealth mission than anything.“Calling a
Layla’s POVWith my stomach in knots, my grandfather and I boarded a jet chartered for just the occasion to Quebec, and as we took off I mused over the muted goodbye I had shared with Hector.In the days since we agreed that only Malcolm and I would be leaving for the mission, he had been more atten
It came with a stocked fridge, but I was still not hungry and so after a cursory glance through its contents I helped myself to a box of crackers and some orange juice before locking myself up in my room.So far, so good, everything had gone according to plan, and a quick glance at the flashing neon
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