The Millennium Wolves novel Chapter 2

Sienna

Instead of causing a scene last night after Josh and Michelle had, very publicly, mated, Jocelyn just took it in stride. She stood up at the table and raised her glass, proposing a toast to the new mated couple. And just like that, everyone was at ease.

The Healer had healed.

But when I woke up this morning. I didn’t feel all that healed at all. Because there was an empty space beside me where Aiden usually was. Usually I was the first one up, so it was more than odd. He hadn’t just woken up. He’d left.

And then it dawned on me: today wasn’t just any day. Today was the Yule Ball.

Aiden would be at the Pack House all day getting ready, making sure everything was prepped for the biggest town event of the year. This was the one Ball that everyone over sixteen was invited to by humans and werewolves alike. It was the holiday event that brought everyone together to celebrate the year that had past and to hope and rejoice for the year to come.

And it was a spectacle. Everyone dressed to the nines, making sure their children/dates/mates did the same. It was the place to see and be seen and an especially popular event for the young singles Innling for their mates

Even though the previous years I’d never really been looking, my subconscious had kept an eye out, just in case. But this year would be different. This year I had a hand to hold—the Alpha’s. If you had told me that a year ago. I would’ve laughed in your face. But now, the thought felt… right.

Just then, my phone buzzed on the bedside table reached for it, looking at the screen.

Michelle hello?? Michelle im outside

Michelle have been knocking forever!!!

Oops. I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs, flinging the front door open. Michelle took one look at me and doubled over in laughter.

“Your hair…”

“Shut up!”

I walked over to the mirror in the hallway and, at the sight of my reflection, started laughing too.

the sight of my reflection, started laughing too. “Okay, fine. It’s bad.”

My hair was hanging in tufts in all directions, and I had some strange imprint on my cheek. I must’ve fallen asleep on my hand or something

“Did you just wake up?”

Michelle handed me a coffee, and I nodded, taking an appreciative sip.

“It’s ten thirty. Since when do you sleep late?”

I almost spit out my coffee. “It’s ten thirty?!” I asked. How had that happened?

“Come on, get your butt in the shower. Selene will be here soon with the dresses, and we need to get our hair done beforehand.”

We were walking back up the stairs when I turned to Michelle and asked the question that had been weighing on my mind since the dinner party. “Have you talked to Jocelyn?”

Michelle nodded. “Yeah, we went for coffee.” “And?

**I don’t know what it is with that girl. Sienna,

“What do you mean?”

“When Ross dumped me, I lost it. You saw me. You should’ve seen me when he told me. I was trying to knock him out. Literally. It was all just blind rage. But Jocelyn… it was like she had this sense, like she’d seen it coming. She told me that love is the most important thing to her. That she’s honestly just happy we found it.” “God.”

“I know. I could never be that kind.”

“Don’t say that. You’re kind,” I said, grabbing a towel and heading into the bathroom,

“Yeah. Kind of a bitch!” she called from the hall. I couldn’t help but laugh. I was so glad my friend was back to being my friend. And that she’d found her perfect match.

I had a good feeling about today-it might even turn out perfect.

“You look insane.”

“Oh my gosh, Sienna!”

“Let her look!”

Michelle and Selene had made me avoid the mirror while they did my makeup and helped me slip the dress on, but now we were all standing in front of it. Well, that was what they said, anyways. Selene’s hands were covering my eyes.

“Okay, ready? One… two… three!” She removed her hands.

Suddenly I could see again, and I couldn’t believe the reflection in front of me. It was me. I knew it was, but it was a whole lot more… sophisticated. And sexy. No, not just sexy

Sultry

Michelle had done my hair so it fell in soft waves down my shoulders, and she’d managed to make my usually unruly locks fall sleekly, with no frizz.

The style somehow made my hair look even more red. It was naturally a deep red, but now it looked like red velvet. And it popped against my skin,

I’d spent many nights dreaming of having tanned skin, but my complexion had never cooperated, But now I didn’t mind my paleness because it seemed to make everything else about me pop.

My lips looked extra red, given the lipstick that Selene had chosen to match my hair. And my eyes, my blue eyes, looked clear as ever, big and bright. Michelle had worked magic with her neutral eyeshadow palette, making my eyelashes look centimeters longer than they’d ever looked before, too.

And then there was the dress.