Aiden Norwood Sienna Mercer Novels & Stories

I was worried about her. "Hello, girls. I'm Andria Robinson." She extended her hand at Eri, darting her gaze on both of us. Uncle watched us closely with an amused look on his face as he took a small step back. Aerial glanced at him and then back at her, "Hi, Aerial." She said and shook her hand She extended her hand toward me. I took it, "Sienna," I smiled. But I was confused, he hadn't dated anyone after losing his wife and kid.

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.

Sienna quickly tucked it into her bag. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Lily noticed a significant change in Mr. Mercer after he got married to this woman. She really doesn't like Lorraine and had a previous encounter with her, but didn't gain any advantage. Now, if she could get close to Sienna, perhaps it would be much more convenient for her in the future. "Mr. Mercer, did I disturb you?" Sienna has changed a lot from her previous cheap and vulgar self, and has become much more normal.

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

But she’s too tired to respond, her own feelings too tangled, too conflicting. Noah pulls out his phone, quickly typing a message to Mia: "Sienna had a bad asthma attack. I brought her to Mercy General Hospital. She’s stable." A few minutes later, Mia arrives, breathless and wide-eyed. She hurries to Sienna’s side, relief flooding her face. “Sienna! Are you okay?” she asks. “I’m fine,” Sienna manages, her voice barely above a whisper. “Just… tired.” Sienna is alone as Noah steps out to handle a work call.

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.