Millennium Wolves Sienna Novels & Stories

I pause for a second before adding, "can I ask you a question?" "Sure dear. What's up?" She turns the water off and does her hands on a rag turning towards me. "You helped place the wolves from Gregory's pack right?" "Yes. Lovely bunch of people. I think most of them have come out of their shell quite nicely for it just being a few weeks." "Do you remember a girl named Sienna?" "Yes! Lovely girl. So sweet. Why do you ask?" "I just met her. She just seemed to be a bit touchy."

I answered, regretting immediately why I ever came across a werewolf like Sienna in the first place. The list grew, and grew, and grew. "A hundred million dollars," she demanded among others, her voice changing layer by layer. "That's not too much, is it?" I gave no reply, as I felt each of her words tightening around my lungs like rope. And by the time she was done, it was clear that the Alpha of Grant pack had just been a victim who stepped right into Sienna's emotional snare. Again. My wolf snarled, pacing furiously inside me, its claws dragging across the floor of my very chest. She cornered you. And you couldn't stop her.

I said but it doesn't feel like what I said was sincere enough. "No. When he's attracted to someone, he won't be seduced by others, not until the one he likes dies." My eyes narrowed because of what Sophie said. That took a very dark turn. "You know, wolves are an incredibly devoted species. They even said that if a Wolf met their mate, they will never find another mate. For short, it's for a lifetime." She said but I don't get what she's talking about. "What was that about?" I was quite scared as I try to comprehend what's going on inside her mind.

one of the seniors, uncle Colton spoke, "we need to be vigilant and careful. You must be protected at all times," "Yes, your life is important and we can't let them get to you," Uncle Ben added "Something isn't adding up," I said to myself while looking at the arrow until something clicked in my mind. The scent! I scented my mate yesterday while fighting the rogues and saw her today at school. Could it be that----No it can't be, Fiorella doesn't look like the type that can hunt werewolves, she is too shy and too timid to actually have a killing bone in her.

Nudity to wolves should have been second nature. It was strange to her to see wolves from a different pack. It had been many years since she had, the packs isolation was a paradise after the horrors of the world they had witnessed. It was easy to tell that they were from a metropolitan pack, still stuck in the modern ways, with their hair cut short and bare cheeks. They held no allegiance to the Moon, followed no religion.

Sophie laughed. "You really entertained us this morning Daya. I couldn't stop laughing and to think you called her an evil spirit who was here to take over your mate got me rolling" Mira laughed. "Really? I got my wolf?" I asked excitedly. "Yes so you can stop being dump. My name is Snow, and you can call me the beautiful one" The voice said. Rather my wolf said.

I can’t wait for a niece or nephew, so I can spoil them rotten. It is Sierra’s birthday and she shifted early this evening. Her wolf is beautiful honey brown fur, with white spots across her paws, and crystal blue eyes. She was shimmering with glee. She did her first run with the pack shortly after and was so elated. Then realization hit her. She was supposed to share that moment with her brother. Her mood dampened instantly. I see the dejected look in her eyes and knew she was thinking of Lucas.

’ The more the wolf spoke, the more my heart sank. “O - obsessed with the Alpha’s son? What do you mean?” I was already getting the gist of what the original Selene was like but still, I did not want to believe it. ‘Yeah, Selene is infamous for shamelessly chasing after the next Alpha. She has relentless stalked him and bullied every girl around him. She has attacked at least twenty women, without a shred of dignity, just for speaking to him. Heck, she almost killed a girl by locking her in a classroom overnight during the harsh winter,’ the wolf’s voice got heated.

He howled in pain, but another wolf was already on me, his teeth sinking into my shoulder. I shifted fully, using my enhanced strength to throw him off, but the others were relentless. For every blow I landed, I took two in return. My vision blurred as pain and exhaustion threatened to overwhelm me. Then, just as suddenly as the attack had begun, it stopped. The leader was on the ground, his neck snapped cleanly. The other wolves froze, their expressions shifting from triumph to fear as a new figure stepped into view. Sienna. Her silver hair glinted in the faint moonlight, and her eyes burned with a fury I’d never seen before.

“Can you guys smell that?” Blue’s face went white and something in my chest twisted wrong. When Sienna started piling on calling her disgusting, I should have felt satisfied. This was working because the pack was rejecting her! So why did my wolf want to rip Sienna’s throat out for that??? “I think Blue’s aroused,” I announced watching her die inside. And I kept going because I had to because if I stopped, everything would fall apart. But when she ran with her whole whole body shaking, my wolf went berserk.