SIENNAMy throat suddenly felt too dry as I glanced at Sylvester. My heart beat increased frantically and I was almost sure that I was going to have a heart attack. He was shirtless, the towel hung low from his waist and my eyes lingered longingly on his muscled chest as he used another towel to dry up his wet hair. I tried swallow past the lump in my throat. For some reason. I was unable to move from where I was. I was unable to even breathe. I looked him and sighed.As if he could suddenly sense that I was standing there and watching him, he caught my gaze. “Hi there. Are you okay?” He said and I nodded because I couldn't construct the right strings of words. For some reason, my throat was dry. My mouth suddenly felt too heavy. I felt every inch of my skin ignite into flame as I stared at him. He was strikingly gorgeous, a glorious sight to behold. “Come here” he said. My lips parted slightly. I knew it wasn't a command and I knew he wasn't ordering me around but something about t
SIENNA My heart hammered wildly within the confines of my chest. It took me a while for me to be able to register our close proximity. I pulled away, looking at him with wide eyes. I ached, hungered to kiss him again. He clutched my face between his hands tenderly as he looked at me. For some reason, we were unable to take our eyes away from each other. I was suddenly hit by the horror of what I had just done. I didn't want to focus on anything apart from the need that I was feeling, the need to consume him and claim him and claim him and make him mine but I couldn't help but feel that what I've done was completely and utterly wrong. He wasn't mine to begin with and regardless of our present condition. I couldn't think of anything that would make me feel better. It still didn't erase the fact that Tamara was still a huge elephant in the room that lingered between the both of us. Irrespective of if she was a bitch or not. I pulled away from him instantly and something in the way he
SIENNAI wondered what he meant by complicated. It bothered me but I tried to drift my mind away from it. Tonight has been a lot for the both of us. I sighed, my eyes fluttered closed almost immediately when his fingers ran through my hair. My heart beat heightened frantically and yet the tension in my chest loosened slightly. Considering what happened an hour ago. I should be panicked by our close proximity but I wasn't. I turned to face him, our eyes met once more. I was rendered breathless when his fingers ran from my hair to the side of my face. I was tempted to lean forward and kiss him again."We shouldn't be doing this. You of all people know that we shouldn't be doing this" I whispered, I had no reason why my heart was racing."I know and yet, for some reason. I don't think I can stay away from you or keep my hands off you sienna" he said. "Talk about something you've always wanted to talk about. Anything that makes you happy," I said and I listened to him talk about his ch
SIENNASylvester didn't say much during the drive back home, infact he said nothing at all. Tension lingered in the air between us. From the news he just received, to what occurred between us yesterday and I didn't know how best to bring up a conversation just to calm him down, I doubted I was going to be of much help so I opted for silence. There was still a long drive ahead of us. I noticed how tightly he clenched the steering wheel, his knuckles turned a pasty white as he held the steering wheel tightly. Unable to handle the silence between us anymore, I placed a warm hand over his as he drove. “Everything is going to be fine. It might not even be bad as you think it is” I said in an attempt to calm him down and even if he clutched my hand back, something told me that he wasn't just ready to come to terms with the fact that he could hope. “Everything was blown to pieces, sienna. I guess I should be relieved that no one got hurt,” he said and I sighed. “About yesterday night. Do
SIENNAWe treaded carefully against the ashes as we entered the storage room. My heart plummeted in my chest as I looked around, at the ashes, at the splinters of wood. If Sylvester felt this way now. I really wanted to imagine how he would be feeling later. Most of the cylinders that were kept in the storage room were blown to near pieces, we could see the splinter of woods, something in the room had been burnt in crisp ash. Whoever did this was intentional about sabotaging the room beyond recovery. I wondered who would be heartless enough to do this, to make sure we could never fix anything in this room again. Tamara, Benjamin and I remained silent, each of us tense as we watched Sylvester look at the room. An uncomfortable stretch of silence passed between us as he waited for him to react. He remained silent, with a faraway look in his eyes as he stared at the empty room that had been ruined by the fire. “When did this happen?” He finally rasped, his voice cold, empty. “Around
SIENNA“Clara?” My brows furrowed in confusion as I watched her sitting beside my father. Clara and I har never really seen eye to eye since childhood. Even though we've never really admitted it out loud. We were always in a silent competition with each other since childhood. She always had the unhealthy need to do better that me in everything that I did, and I was always under constant pressure to beat her in everything that she did as well, just so I could prove a point to my father.I felt the need to prove to him that I was capable of controlling a pack, of being a strong woman and sometimes I felt it suffocating me to the extent that it was almost impossible to breathe and all I needed was for him to tell me that it was okay to make mistakes and I could put myself back up. He never really did. Although he did always tell me that he was proud of me but that I could always go better and each time I did. Always better than the light. Everything was okay when Clara decided to move
SIENNAI pummelled my fist into the punching bag. Harder and harder. Maybe I was trying to channel all the pent up frustration that I was beginning to feel. It was still hard coming with the terms that Clara was here and she wasn't leaving anytime soon. It was hard that I would have to come with the terms that she was going to be invading my personal space. I pounded my fist harder and harder into the punching bag. I was certain that there was a possibility that it might burst.“Woah. Take it easy. Any moment from now and I'll be convinced that you're about to exploded,” Benjamin said. My head snapped over to his direction as I watched him. He casually stood by the doorway, watching me intently. My chest heaved up and down not so gently as I tried to catch my breath. I was so exhausted from my whole training exercise but eventually, I'd have to keep moving. I couldn't afford to back down now. Besides, I need to do something to release the tension from my body. My thoughts were in r
SIENNAMy heart skipped a beat as I took one quick glance at my phone. I blinked in surprise when I saw who it was from. It's been almost a week since we've stopped communicating. It's been a week that I made a very difficult decision to avoid him even if I wanted to acknowledge that there was some kind of tension between us, some kind of energy. Things hadn’t really been the same between us since we kissed. I badly wanted to talk to him and my wolf pestered me to see him but I fought against the raging instinct to climb into my car and embark on a thirty minute journey just to go see him. It was for the best to avoid him until it was absolutely necessary to come in contact without him again. I closed my eyes, wondering if calling him back was the right option. My heart thudded against my chest loudly as I took one last glance at my phone before I decided to slowly push it away. My wolf yelled all sorts of profanities at me for being stubborn and denying myself of what I really want
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