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 POV“Before I get into any of that, I must first tell you why I say I have been actively dying for the past two decades now,” Malcolm began, tone brisk as he readjusted in his chair using his walking stick while I struggled to keep up with the abrupt shift in conversation.“In your time here
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 POVThe skin on my forehead creased as I drew back to give Malcolm a long hard look, and I was sure that the expression on my face accurately summed up the emotions running through me as I seized him up.To the old man’s credit, he didn’t look away. In fact, he maintained steady eye contact
Layla’s POVMalcolm knew that with such an offer, he would have me exactly where he wanted me. Almost as if to further prove his point, the old man got up from his seat with a heaving sigh, fingers tight around the walking stick as he stood to his full height and cast a final look at me before slow







