The Millennium Wolves novel Chapter 2

Aiden

I‘m in deep. There‘s no turning back now, not that there ever was for me.

Sienna had me on a leash. Like a domesticated dog. But did she hate me or have feelings for me?

I could never tell with her. If she ultimately chose to reject me...

Fuck!

I swiped my claws across my desk, knocking everything from stacks of signed documen ts to old sports trophies to the floor in a clatter.

Josh cringed especially hard as I scattered hundreds of Yule Ball invitations around the room, some of them hitting the ceiling fan and getting ripped to oblivion.

“That girl,” I snarled. “I can‘t

get her out of my fucking head. She‘s completely taken over my every thought, and it‘s driving me insane.”

“I‘m sure it‘s just the Haze,” said Josh warily, as he tried to recover what was left of the invitations.

The damn Haze. It felt never–ending. I teased Sienna relentlessly about her control, but the truth was I was barely holding it together. When I was in her presence, everything else felt blurred –– I couldn‘t focus.

But for me to be feeling this way when she wasn‘t even around? It made me want to claw my eyes out.

“How the hell are you dealing with this?” I asked, pacing in circles. “Doesn‘t Jocelyn dist ract you from your most important tasks, burrow into your brain like a parasite, and mak e you want to rip something in fucking half?

“Uhhh—” Josh quickly pulled a vintage mural of my family tree out of my reach.

He paused for a moment to think about my question. “Actually, not really,” he said, looki ng a bit confused. “I mean Jocelyn is great and all, but I can‘t say I‘ve felt anything like what you‘re describing.”

“Well, you‘re lucky then,” I growled. “Because this is torture.” 11:32

My phone started buzzing in my pocket, and I pulled it out cautiously, knowing exactly w ho it would be.

Sienna Hey Aiden

Sienna Got your note

Sienna Hope you have a good day at work

Sienna Sounds busy

Sienna Maybe I can find a way to make your day less stressful

Sienna

I threw my phone across the room as my Haze started to ignite again, watching it shatte r against the wall.

“Josh, I no longer have access to my planner,” I said without a shred of irony. “What‘s o n my schedule for the rest of the day???

“Just the Pack lunch,” replied Josh. “Do you want me to cancel it?” CC

“Hell no, that‘s exactly what I need. A testosterone– filled room. No women and especially no Sienna.”

Sienna

I woke up to an empty house, but Aiden‘s scent still lingered in the air. He left a note, he ld by a magnet on the fridge. It said he‘d gone out for some alpha business and he woul d be in the Pack House all day and might not make it home for dinner.

For some reason a dumb grin spread across my face as I got dressed. When I looked in the mirror and pulled my red hair back into a ponytail, I saw my mark in a different light.

For the first time, it didn‘t annoy me or enrage me. I was actually kind of proud of it.

I decided to text Aiden and tell him to have a good day at work, maybe even flirt a little, but after a few messages, they stopped going through and he didn‘t reply. He was probably swamped with work and had to shut off his phone.

What if I surprised him at the Pack House for lunch? That seemed like a good idea, con sidering how he wouldn‘t have a spare moment otherwise, today.

I was practically beaming, and I wanted to smack my own silly smile off my face, but ma ybe this feeling wasn‘t so bad.

***

When I reached the gate, I saw the guard who‘d been there the last time I tore through t he Pack House. He took one look at me and turned white as a ghost. Without even a “hello,” he opened the gate and ushered me through, trying to avoid eye contact.

“Sorry about last time,” I said sheepishly, making him jump. “I might have some anger management issues.

Eyes wide, he smiled nervously, nodding like a broken bobblehead. I might need to pay for his therapy.

When I got inside, I caught Aiden‘s scent, but it was somewhat obscured by several oth er masculine scents. I wondered if he could

scent me or if mine was masked too? As I was sniffing the air, I nearly ran right into Jocelyn.

“Hey, Sienna,” she said as she smiled. “What are you doing here?

Damn, I kept forgetting how beautiful she was. “Hey, Jocelyn,” I said, smiling tentatively in return.

I still wasn‘t sure if I could trust her or not. Michelle constantly told me she was shady, b ut Jocelyn was always kind and helpful to me. Usually I trusted Michelle‘s judgment, but this time I wasn‘t so sure.

Especially since the timing of Michelle‘s distrust in Jocelyn aligned with her dating Josh, who I‘m pretty sure Michelle had a crush on, despite never having officially met him.

“Are you here for Aiden?” she asked slyly.

“Is he busy? I could always come back later.”

“No, he‘s just in his Pack Lunch. Men only,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Josh is there too.”

“That sounds important,” I said, starting to lose my nerve. “Maybe I shouldn‘t interrupt.”

Jocelyn grabbed my arm, giggling. “I think that‘s exactly what you should do. Hold on try this.”

She leaned in and pulled my hair down from its ponytail, tussling and messing with it till i t had a sexy bedhead look to it. Damn, her beautiful appearance was one thing, but she also had a scent that could kill. It was absolutely intoxicating. She pulled down the shoul der of my shirt, exposing my mark.

A fiery dominance had begun burning inside me as soon as she touched me. It was as if she‘d activated some buried power deep within me.