Aiden Norwood And Sienna Novels & Stories

Our surprise grew even more when Mommy, Daddy, Arden, and Jacobo and Amberine's parents, Uncle and Aunt, suddenly appeared. "It's good that you're here, Aiden, son. Your parents have been waiting for you. They're here for the formal proposal." Aunt said with a laugh. Amberine and I exchanged glances, and luckily, our baby stopped crying, so I finally kissed her fully. "I love you so much, Amberine." "I love you too, Aiden." "...and we love you, baby." We both said at the same time. Now, I won't be carrying my neighbor's baby because this time, Aiden isn't just my neighbor but the love of my life, the father of my child, and the man I choose to spend my forever with.

Because they were engrossed in their conversation with their companions, no one bothered to look at me, which is great because almost all the people in Camden always judge me whenever they see me. Jade smiled and waved her hand at me as soon as she noticed me. "Sierra! Strawberries have arrived!" Sierra, who had just placed the tray on the counter, abruptly stopped when Jade yelled at her. When Sierra turned in my direction, I was taken aback; I finally figured out what was new to her. Her hair, which was knotted in two braids, was now completely red with no black highlights, and she was dressed in her cream uniform dress with a red apron. Her black make-up and red nail polish had also gone.

He shoved past Arnold and stepped inside. “Well, hello to you too, Nova,” Aiden teased as he followed him in, that smile still on his face. “Keep the PDA on the low, lovebirds,” Arnold called, already walking away. “Do we have to do that?” Aiden asked, smirking. “Yes,” I whispered back, nudging him. “At least in front of my parents. My mom might love you, but my dad might already be plotting your murder.” Aiden chuckled. “Let’s go in then.” He gave a wink. “I’m Aiden Cross—I got this.”

The man, who till now, still stared at her intensely, silently peeling off every layer of clothing she had on. “Aaron DeMarque, lovely to meet you,” Sienna said, a strained smile on her face. _______

Sienna My room in Mom's house was cozy with soft pink walls and a big bed piled high with pillows. The door was shut, but I could still hear the muffled voices from the sitting room down the hall—Kendra and Caleb chatting away, all lovey-dovey, sharing stories and laughing softly. They weren't making out or anything wild; just cuddling close on the couch, his arm around her shoulders, her head on his chest as they talked about their day. Ezra was tapping away on his phone, probably scrolling through memes or whatever kept him quiet.

Just Elena Voss (now retired, still sharp-tongued and fiercely loyal), a handful of trusted colleagues, Marcus and his fiancée Claire, and the dogs Max, Luna, and Shadow wearing tiny bow ties that Silas had insisted on. The sun hung low, turning the sea to molten gold. Aiden stood barefoot in linen, hair tousled by salt wind, green eyes bright. Silas faced him in the same soft white shirt and pants, silver-streaked hair catching the dying light, scarred lip curved in the rare, unguarded smile he saved only for Aiden. They had written their own vows. Aiden spoke first, voice steady but thick with emotion.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

His entire expression softens in a way that I have never seen. “And this is Aiden, Sienna’s son.” The little boy grins up at me. Aiden. The name carves itself into me, sharp and unforgettable, especially when I look at Asher. He can’t take his eyes off the child. Something twists deep in my gut. I force a smile. “He’s adorable. How old are you, Aiden?” "He is six." Sienna says quickly and the little boy frowns at her. "No, I'm almost seven, mommy.”

He notices and stops looking at me, and smiles. “Go shift inside the cave, beautiful. Let Sierra bring your clothes out. Then I will pack them before I shift.” He offers. And I see grandpa smiling at how gentle Aiden is to me. I do as he said and hurries inside the cave. Sierra hums excitedly to soon meet her mate, and we shift as soon I am naked. She picks up my clothes with her mouth and walks out of the cave with pride. Coming outside, I see Aiden’s eyes turn big when he sees Sierra.

Michael shook his head and his eyes darted to Siya, who was now being helped down into the grass by Aiden. “I didn’t get to introduce myself to you, sir, but I’m Aiden Anders, you might know me as one of your cadets. I’m also Nessa’s mate and one of your biggest admirers, sir. Your physical talent and fast-thinking mind are something to behold in the sparring ring.” Aiden spoke softly to Siya like he was a doll that might break at any moment. Siya only nodded back at the starstruck boy. Eyes were vacant and hollow. No sign of the usual swagger or enduring cockiness. Whatever happened with them had freaked him out as well.