SIENNA I blinked in surprise. I was conflicted between being angry and irritated. I closed my eyes and I sighed as I tried not to dwell too much on the murderous thoughts that were running through my mind. I closed my eyes and sighed, trying to do anything to quench the anger that was fueling through me. I felt the sudden need to claim him, tell her that he was mine. But doing that would only send things spiraling into chaos. It took every control that I had in me for me to restrain myself. “I still don't know what you're talking about,” I said as I tilted my head to the side to stare at her. “I'm not going to repeat myself,” she said as she took a step further and sneered at me. I was almost close to being angry but I deviated from it and went for the option of remaining silent instead. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes after she left. I closed my eyes and sighed, trying whatever I could do to calm myself down. After I spent time trying to check if I looked presentable, I final
SIENNAWhen he noticed that I was taking time to respond, he narrowed his eyes in suspicion. “Where are you off to?” he asked. “I'm driving into town,” I finally responded. I didn't know how to tell him that I was going out of my mind and I needed some time to get myself together. Or that I was slowly running out of my mind. Somehow, I felt the urgent need to get away from this place. It was almost choking me up.“What if I come with you?” he offered. My wolf jumped in excitement at the offer. Somehow, if I did that, I would be giving her what she wanted, which was some alone time with Sylvester. I wondered if she understood my need to get myself together and to get myself under control. “I don't want you to come,” I blurted out and he raised his brows in surprise. “All the more reason why I should come then,” he replied.“Don't be so impossible,” I scoffed and walked past him. It was easy for him to fall in step with me as I walked forward, considering the fact that he towered o
SIENNA “Sylvester?” He raised his head up immediately and I paused with the waffles in my mouth as I looked at the brunette beauty who was glaring down at Sylvester. I noticed how her eyes traveled over to me and her eyes flashed with distaste as she looked at me. I was almost tempted to wipe the leftover stain that the waffles left on my mouth. I hated that I became so conscious and aware of her presence, and I was a bit confused at the burst of insecurity that went through me. “Samantha,” Sylvester said.His face was impassive and devoid of any emotion but I recognized the resignation in his voice. Whoever she was, I knew for certain that he was certainly not happy to see her here. “What on earth are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with Tamara or something?” She raised an eyebrow in question, shooting him a look that screamed disapproval. I could see his eyes darken almost immediately at the mention of Tamara and my shoulders went stiff. Now as I stared a bit longer a
SIENNA“When were you going to tell me?” The question slipped out of my mouth finally, breaking the silence between us. I was finally able to snap out of my lifeless daze as I returned my gaze back to his. Even he seemed impassive as he kept his gaze on the road. It didn't go past my notice that his shoulders were stiff with tension. I couldn't help the tears that slipped down my cheeks. It was pathetic, maybe, but no matter how hard I told myself that I wouldn't cry, especially in front of him, the more I felt myself shattering and breaking into pieces and the more I despised myself for being so weak. I closed my eyes and sighed, releasing a very shaky breath. Somehow, I was convinced that there was a possibility that this might be a bad dream. But I knew that it wasn't and it was a little insane and over the top to hope that it was but I couldn't just help myself. I couldn't help myself from wanting to be delusional a little bit. I felt the car coming to a halt as he parked on th
SIENNAI wondered how my teeth hadn’t fallen out yet from the amount of sugar that I had taken. And yet somehow, I couldn't seem to get enough. I was beginning to feel as if my life was about to be snuffed out of me in the minutes to come. I couldn't think about anything. I didn’t even want to think about anything. The only thing that I was aware of was Sylvester's presence and how he sat beside me, staring ahead into the distance, and all I could think about was how I just wanted it to be like this, how I wanted more days like this. Him sitting beside me while we both stared into the distance, secretly smiling at the little kids playing in the distance, both of us at peace with each other’s presence.I was certain that a part of us wished to join them, to run around without a care in the world. It would be a really nice experience to have as the breeze would blow through our hair, while our faces would be flushed with sweat, and we would have bright and wide smiles on our faces. I t
SIENNAWe had to switch seats and I had to continue driving. Eventually, Sylvester got out of the car and disappeared into the darkness of the night. Nobody could know we were together. I sighed and leaned against the driver's seat in exhaustion. Somehow, I came back home feeling even heavier than how I left. I was beyond tired and really exhausted. I managed to force myself to get out of the car eventually.My shoulders sagged heavily and having dinner was the last thing on my mind. I had no intention of having dinner at all. I was beyond tired and exhausted. I finally got out of the car and headed into the house. I had finally decided that I would make my way into the dining room. I closed my eyes and sighed before I placed my hand on the door handle. “Where have you been?” I flinched in shock and then I relaxed when I saw Benjamin leaning against the wall opposite where I was. From the looks of it, it would seem that he had been watching me for quite some time. I inhaled deeply as
SIENNAI tried to get the words to come out but for some reason, I was unable to. I didn't know what I was supposed to do next. His gaze was still on me and the hurt was evident in his eyes, and I was almost positive that the hurt in his eyes was there to hurt me. It had to be.“I'm sorry.” My voice was so low that it could almost be considered as a whisper. I wanted to tell him that it wasn't my intention to hurt him but at the back of my head, I knew that would be plain stupid because even if I was making that claim, I was already doing it. I was already hurting him. I was very conscious of the tears that stung my eyes. Even when he turned around to walk away, I couldn't go after him. For some reason, I was still transfixed in a spot, staring into the empty space after he had gone. There was a possibility that he was never going to see me the same way. Perhaps this was the part where our friendship crashed to the point of no return and this time, there was no possible way that I co
SIENNASomehow, his words lifted my heart and the pressure that I thought was suffocating me eased a little. Maybe it was one of the reasons I liked to keep him near. It was probably one of the reasons I had to keep him close regardless. I was really exhausted and suffocated, and I had no idea what to do. What was it that I was supposed to do? My mind traveled over to Benjamin and the argument we had last night, making the anxiety return. I knew eventually I would have to be honest and tell Sylvester about Benjamin. But for now, I was a coward who was content to keep it hidden. I didn’t think that I had developed the courage to talk to him about it yet. And I didn’t even think the time was coming anytime soon. I blinked when he said something I didn't quite catch because my disturbing thoughts had pulled me under again, and all I could think about was how much I wanted to feel sane. I forced myself to revert my attention back to Sylvester. “What is it you were saying?” I asked. “
SIENNAI was beyond overwhelmed and yet I clutched my weapon closed to the side tightly. The muscles in my body were knotted into tension and no matter how tired I was, I couldn't bring myself to stop. One way or another, I needed to find Benjamin. “I can hear your heartbeat from here,'' Sylvester whispered. I could feel his lips against the lobe of my ear. I could see that some of the soldiers were searching in their human forms while some were in their wolf forms. This wasn't the time to be thinking about how he smelled or what his lips against my body was doing to me.My father had decided to stay back home. Apparently, we might have to conduct another search party for Clara. My father had said that she ran to her room when the attack started. The rogues didn't come anywhere near the house so how was it even possible that she would disappear without a trace? I couldn't even make sense of it. “You think they took her?” I blurted out the question that had been on my mind for some
SIENNASylvester and I left the den, ready to confront the return of the rogue attacks on our pack. The air outside crackled with tension, and the scent of anxiety lingered as we approached the site of the disturbance.Drawing near the borders, I observed my father who was encircled by a few pack soldiers. His stern expression betrayed a mix of anger and concern that was apparent in him. The gravity of the situation hung heavily in the air, and I steeled myself for the challenges awaiting us. I saw the force of their destruction up ahead and I crumbled as a wave of despair washed over me. This wasn't supposed to occur if we had been vigilant enough. If I had behaved like a true Alpha was supposed to, these rogues would never have breached our territory. “Sienna, you've got to stay strong. Calm down," Sylvester urged."Easy for you to say; you're not the one whose territory is being destroyed," I snapped, but I regretted my words almost immediately. Swiftly, I apologized, "I'm sorry, I
SIENNAI sighed, realizing that this was the difficult situation I had put myself in "Dad, let me explain. Sylvester—""Explain? Explain why you're associating with a Lycan. Do you know what they're capable of?" His voice grew louder with each word."Dad, Sylvester is not like the others. We've formed a bond. There is a connection between us. He's different," I insisted, the desperation I felt evident in my voice.His eyes flickered between Sylvester and me, and the disapproval he was feeling was quite obvious on his face. "Different? What in the name of the Moon Goddess is he different from all the others? So far he’s the Alpha.” He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. “Sienna, you're risking everything by involving yourself with him."“If you would calm down and let me explain to you, you’ll see how different he is,” I implored him.“Did he hurt you?”As my father continued his stern warnings, Sylvester remained silent, his demeanor composed. He looked so calm. Wasn’t he w
SIENNAThe moon was gradually surrendering its luminous glow to the impending dawn as Sylvester and I lay entwined in the quiet haven of the cottage. My fingers traced idle patterns on his chest, and I could feel the rhythmic beat of his heart beneath my touch. The silence between us held the weight of unspoken words, echoing the complexity of our intertwined destinies. If anything, I was glad and relieved that we had cleared everything between us and that the tensions were all ironed out. And I was calm now.I knew that Tamara held no place in Sylvester's heart. She was inconsequential to him, and she shouldn’t dare overstep. If she did, I was quite capable of meting out the treatment that such intruders deserved. And I was ready to go home. Back to my pack and back to my dad. I was ready to tell my dad about Sylvester. "Sylvester," I whispered, breaking the silence that lingered in the air. He looked down at me, his gaze tender yet guarded."What is it?" His fingers brushed a stra
SIENNA“But if he doesn’t?” he asked softly“I don’t care what he thinks anymore. It’s either you or no one. But you’re never getting married to Taylor or whatever her name is”“Tamara,” he corrected, a teasing grin spreading across his face.“I don’t care what her name is, and I don’t care who she is either. She’s an Alpha’s daughter, but I’m an Alpha. If she crosses my path one more time, she’s gonna know what this Alpha can do,” I said defiantly. His eyes held a mix of admiration and pride. "Damn, you can’t imagine how turned on I am by this.”“W-wh-what?” I blushed, my face getting beet red and hot at the same time.“You want to see?” He smirked. I slapped his arms in embarrassment. “Stop it, love. You can’t say things like that.”“Are you kidding me?” He chuckled. “Stop pretending like you haven’t seen what it looks like.” He raised an eyebrow at me, the mischief glinting in his eyes.“Oh my goodness!” This was so embarrassing “You can beg. I’ll show you if you beg.” He chuckl
SIENNASylvester stood by the counter of the kitchen with a soft smile on his face as he watched me emerge from down the stairs. I wanted to watch him smile this way at me forever but at the same time, I wanted to go away from him because what he did hurt me. I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, but at that moment, I chose to focus on the calmness I felt after the bath, which was really nice, by the way. "Feeling better?" he asked, his eyes filled with genuine concern.I nodded, still unable to find the right words to express my gratitude. The clothes he provided may have been a bit oversized, but they carried a comforting warmth that seemed to extend beyond just the fabric. It was his, and wearing whatever was his just gave me this sense of comfort. "I appreciate this," I finally said, my voice a gentle acknowledgment.He nodded in return, his gaze lingering on me. "It's the least I could do,” he said.“Of course.” The air held a fragile tension, a silent acknowledgment of t
SIENNAThese days I had come to the conclusion that maybe the only person that I put into consideration was myself. I felt selfish, I felt blind, and I felt stupid too. I couldn't make it go away. As if he was only just realizing the impact his words had on me, Sylvester crouched down and stared up at me with sad eyes. “Sienna,” he said softly but I wasn't so sure that I had in me to give him a response. “I'm sorry. I really am. I shouldn't have said what I said. I lost control for a moment,” he said as he looked up at me. I wondered how he could bear to look up at me with the affection in his eyes when all I ever did these days was hurt him, and make it more and more obvious how much I resented him. I knew he didn't mean what he said. Yes, but that didn't mean it wasn’t true. Every bit of it was. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying very hard to put my emotions under control, to gain some sort of composure. But for some reason, I couldn't seem to do that. “I'm having a headach
SIENNA“What do you mean you were running out of options?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. My hands were starting to become clammy with sweat. I was beginning to become more and more conscious of my panic as I looked at him. So I pressed my finger against my temple just to calm myself down.He dropped the cup of tea against the bedside table as he looked at me. I didn't know what to do. “I just wanted us to be alone. The two of us needed some alone time,” he replied.“What alone time are you talking about? How do you think it's possible that I could stand to be in the same room with you, knowing that you're going to be married in less than a week!” I snapped. I was trying to let the anger and rising panic not take over me. But this was Sylvester I was dealing with. No matter how I tried to escape from my emotions, from my feelings, he sure did have a way of invoking them and they always came rushing back, no matter how much I tried to escape them. “I'm not getting married," Syl
SIENNAI wanted to die rather than feel this pain that was making me suffer. It was happening gradually and that was what I hated about shifting. It was too slow and gradual. “Sienna,” Sylvester called out again as he made his way over to me and crouched down in front of me. His face was contorted in pain, and it was just as if he was going through something similar. I didn’t think it was possible for him to feel whatever I was feeling. It just wasn't possible. I closed my eyes and sighed. Then I started to breathe in and out. I kept breathing in and out again and again. Maybe that was going to help.But I knew that I was deceiving myself. Nothing ever helped when this was happening. All I could hope for, all I could wish for was for the pain to go away. But all I did was internally count as I looked forward to the time that it would be dawn again. “I'm here,” Sylvester said softly. His hands went through my hair in tender soothing motions and I found myself leaning into his touch