Mag-log inHave you ever been betrayed by the ones you loved? The ones you trusted most, the ones you thought you couldn’t live without—only to discover your entire life was a lie? I’m Sienna Alexander, the "weak" omega they all looked down on. I was supposed to be the Luna of the Silver Fang Pack, mated to the powerful Alpha Lucas. I thought my mating ceremony would finally end my suffering at the hands of my wicked stepsister, Ivy, and her cruel mother, Morrigan. I was wrong. It was a trap. On my coronation night, Lucas didn't just reject me—he broke the bond, mated with my sister, and turned me into a puppet. They didn't just want my title; they wanted my bloodline. They performed a grafting ritual to siphon my Millennium essence and bind it to Ivy’s womb. They left me for dead. But they forgot one thing. What doesn't kill a wolf only makes her legendary. I’ve returned—not as a broken omega, but as the Millennium Wolf. My bloodline has awakened, and with it, a power the world hasn't seen in a thousand years. The Law of the Millennium is simple: use the tide, lose time. Call the dead, owe the dead. Lucas, Ivy, and everyone who stood by and watched me bleed will soon learn one thing. Sienna: The Millennium Wolf has Returned
view moreDamien’s POVSienna lay on the floor bleeding, and I lost myself.Tears slid down my face, but I did not wipe them away. No one had ever made me cry like this—not my mother leaving, not my father falling, not the years of becoming something the world feared. But her. She lay there with blood beneath her cheek where the skin tried to heal too slowly. I saw the marks across her back where the silver wire had cracked twice and where bone had crunched against the chair. She had chosen to take what was meant for someone else.I bent down beside her.Her eyes were closed, lashes dark against pale skin.Something in my chest cracked open."Lily." My voice was rough. "Tell me why you are doing this."She did not answer. If Lydia had not told me she poured herself into me until there was almost nothing left, I would not have understood. I would have thought her merely hurt. I would have been wrong."Nox," she breathed.I lifted her. She was light, almost weightless, but she burned. My wolf whi
Sienna's POV A sliver of wood sliced my cheek. A hot line of blood traced my jaw, but when I wiped it away, the skin beneath my fingers was smooth. My pulse stalled. It was the same as the morning the curse broke, my body refusing to log the damage. A rogue stood near the counter, tracking the spot on my face where the blood had been. A sharp, acidic scent filled the air. Ammonia and stale fear. He had lost control of himself. "Oh shit, man, what is wrong with you?" The rogue's finger shook as he pointed at my unblemished skin. George went pale, clutching the edge of the counter, knuckles white against the flour-dusted wood, trying to nudge me behind his frame. "They are rogues," George whispered. I did not move. I watched the dust motes dancing in the dim light of the shop, slow and golden, and the floorboards creaked under my boots. "Step back, George." I whisper. "Woo-h." A rogue grunted, picking at his teeth with a splintered fingernail, his gaze sliding over me with bor
Sienna's POV I walked to the window and cool air brushed my face, carrying the faint smell of pine from the forest beyond the town and something else underneath it, something sour like smoke from a distant fire that made my shoulders tense without my permission. Behind me Damien breathed in the dark, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm I had learned to track like my own heartbeat, like something I needed to hear to know the world hadn't ended while I wasn't looking. I looked at the moon. Too bright, too full, and something in my chest cracked open without warning, old grief leaking through before I could clamp it shut. My father's voice came through like he was standing right behind me. "Sienna, you're so precious to me and your mother. Never ignore who you are. Always fight hard and do whatever pleases you." The moon blurred and I wiped my eyes but the tears kept coming, hot and stupid and unstoppable. I was back on that stage, the pack gathered below, my father
Sienna's POV The voice slid through the wood like oil on water. It was so smooth that my grip on the door handle faltered. My pulse hammered against my throat, a frantic, irregular rhythm that betrayed me. I pressed my back against the frame and closed my eyes for a single heartbeat. Whatever stood on the other side of that door should not be here. Not now. I shoved the fear down and hardened my focus. I sent a sharp, silent command to Juvien to lock my power deep behind the mental walls she had built. I had to be a void. I had to be nothing. I wiped my damp palms on my trousers, pulled my features into a mask of neutral calm, and cracked the door open. My knees buckled. It was not fear, but a sudden, violent surge of recognition that stole the strength from my legs. I caught the edge of the doorframe, my knuckles turning white, and forced myself to stand upright. "You... you actually came here?" I asked. My voice sounded thin, but steady. I stepped aside, giving her the space t






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