SIENNASylvester looked at me incredulously as I told him about my suspicions. A part of me felt like he wasn't buying anything that I wanted to say. I could see the disbelief flash through his eyes and I ignored the way my heart plummeted in my chest as I looked at him. I don't know why him believing me held so much importance but it did. I wanted him to believe me. I wanted him to know that I had nothing but his best interest at heart. Maybe a part of me was so bent on proving a point to him that it was beginning to mess with me. "I think everyone in the pack is loyal to me. I don't think they'll be so bold to make a move against their alpha" he said, his brows furrowing into a frown as he looked at me. I could see the conflict etched on his face as he looked lost in thought. Maybe he was trying to decipher between believing me or not but I knew that the only way that he could be safe if he took my word for it. "It's impossible to know the intentions of everyone. Not everyone ha
SIENNA Benjamin waited for me in the parking lot as I settled down. He looked at me expectantly. I remained quiet for sometime processing my emotions. Tamara sure knew how to bring out the worst in me. "So?""How did it go?" Benjamin asked, his brows furrowed and it was nearly impossible to miss the concern that was etched on his face. I looked at him and released a weary sigh. "He thinks it's impossible that anyone would try to make a move on him since he's the alpha,"I said as I looked at him. Somehow I didn't like that he wasn't willing to accept the truth. Sure, he didn't ourightly tell me that he didn't believe me but still, he doubted that anyone within the confines of his pack would try to make a move on him and I didn't blame him, not at all. Infact, I've seen how he related with his pack so it was quite impossible to tell who would have a vendetta against him. "If he decides to be sentimental about it then that's his business. We've done more than we should have. We've s
SIENNAI tried not to focus on the anger that was clawing up at me inside as I left my father behind in the dining room. I could feel his eyes piercing into my back as I angrily stormed away from him and retired to my room. I was upset. I wondered how he could be so insensitive about people dying. Maybe I felt even more offended because it was Sylvester but still that didn't take away the fact that he wished that Sylvester was gotten rid for good. If indeed, he hated the lycans so much then there was no point sending me into their territory to make truce and to try and strike a deal with them. I angrily stripped off my clothes and collapsed against my bed, pulling up my duvet to my chin. I tried to stop being angry but yet my father's words replayed over and over again in my head. It took every level of self control not to feel worked up about it again. My mind drifted over to Sylvester. I wondered how he was. Somehow I couldn't stop thinking about how he must be doing. I wondered
SIENNAAs if Sylvester was only aware of my presence. He moved away instantly. I tried not to be focused on the burning in my chest. On the pain that I am feeling. Tamara looked up at me with a smug smile. “Oh hii sienna. Didn't see you there” she smiled at me but I knew it wasn't genuine. It was nearly impossible to miss the taunting in her eyes as she looked at me. I tried but failed to swallow past the lump in my throat.“We were scheduled to have a meetup by 9?” I cleared my throat, masking an indifferent expression as I looked at him. He looked uncomfortable, like he wanted to say something but couldn't. It would be torture to let myself dwell on the thought. “Can the meeting commence?” I walked past them, deeper into the lobby. Benjamin flashed them a look as he fell in step beside me. “How unprofessional is it that the alpha thinks this is the perfect time to stick his tongue down his finance's throat when we have a meeting” Benjamin huffed in distaste. I wondered how he
SIENNAI hesitated and for just a short moment, I considered walking away from him as he opened the door to his office. I walked in with my shoulders straight, ignoring the anxiety that was threatening to consume me whole. Somehow, someway I had to keep it together. My wolf, Bia yearned for some sort of contact, she felt the proximity between us was too wide, too apart, I ignored her whining and I headed towards the chair to settle down into the seat opposite him. A moment of uncomfortable silence stretched out between us before he decided to break it. “I thought about what you said” he said. “About someone starting up the fire in an attempt to kill me in a way that would look like an accident.”“And? Do you believe me or not” I raised an eyebrow, looking at him skeptically. “Yes. I do” he said quietly. I blinked, maybe because I didn't expect him to admit it so easily. “Strangely enough. I trust you. I shouldn't, considering the fact that you come from a pack that detest my
SIENNASylvester frowned as he kept his gaze on my face. He looked at me intently and I tried my best to remain nonchalant under his watchful eyes. It was almost as if I was able to sense his disbelief, like he didn't believe me. But what did it matter if he believed me or not. It wasn't going to change the fact that he was with her and they were together. It wasn't going to make it hurt less. “Would you be interested in staying behind, having breakfast perhaps?” He offered. The way he looked at me rendered me breathless, it was like he was hoping that I was going to give in. I wanted to. I wanted nothing more than to spend time with me. My instincts yelled at me, screamed at me to be with him all the time and I wanted to take him up on his offer but I also knew that Tamara was going to look for a way to get under my skin, especially if we were going to have breakfast together. She was going to fuss over him and make a show of claiming him. I wasn't entirely sure that I could endure
SIENNAI felt my shirt cling to me in sweat as I continued to strike the punching bag. Somehow I couldn't exert or drift my mind away from the anxiety that clinged to the walls of my stomach. I was beyond exhausted and tired and yet, I couldn't get over him. I sighed, placing my hands in my knees, trying to control my heavy breathing. I could feel the pounding in my head and I decided to take a seat, to regain some of my energy. I thought I would be able to take my mind off him but somehow but I couldn't. “Getting tired already?” My head snapped up towards the direction of the entrance and I spotted Benjamin walking in.I wiped the sweat from my forehead and tried to muster up a smile that I didn't quite feel. I thought training would be able to make me feel better. But it didn't. I felt worse. “Are you okay?” His voice was laced with concern as he looked at me. I wasn't okay, I was far from it but there was no way that I couldn't tell him that I was thinking about Sylvester. It wo
SIENNAHe had that effect on me everytime. The one where only one glance at him rendered me breathless. My heart picked up in speed and it was almost like I couldn't seem anyone in the room apart from him. I wondered how he did it, how he was always able to look so effortlessly gorgeous without even trying too hard. I stidied the sharp edges of his face, the slight smile lines, the little dimple that appeared on his left cheek each time he smiled. I took in all the little details and studied him. I felt a sudden rush of heat beneath me and I shivered at the strong effect that it had on me. As if he knew he was being watched, his eyes caught mine across the room and the corners of his lips tilted up into a smile, his eyes glistened with something that I couldn't quite decipher and his eyes raked over me as he smiled at me. I became very self conscious, my heart pounding frantically. I watched as he excused himself and tried to pave his way over to me through the crowd of small cliques
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