The Millennium Wolves Series Book Three Chapter: 23
With the Yule Ball just a couple days away. I was stuck working late in the office again.
My only consolation was that we didn‘t have any surprise guests this year. The Alpha of the Millennium would be staying on the West Coast for this year‘s festivities.
Sienna had texted me that she was going to a therapy session and then heading to the gallery, which at least made me feel less guilty, but I didn‘t want this to be our lives—both working late on opposite sides of the city.
What Josh had said to me earlier was still weighing on me too. It was jarring to see my normally carefree friend so burdened, and though I didn‘t want to admit it, a lot of what he‘d said made sense.
There was a bad energy in the air. It had been there the past few weeks.
It wasn‘t something I could scent or see, but I could feel it in my bones.
And it was affecting everyone I cared about.
Maybe the Yule Ball would be just the thing to snap everyone out of their stupor. Or maybe it
would be an even bigger disaster than last year
One thing was sure at least: Sienna was going to look beautiful.
I pulled out a dress box from under my desk. Selene had designed this exclusively for Sienna‘s Yule Ball debut as my mate.
I didn‘t know a damned thing about dresses, but Selene had assured me she‘d love it.
As I clicked the lights off in my office, I remembered that Sienna had run out of here in a rush earlier. I‘d better check to see if she left anything behind.
“I need more time.”
As I approached Sienna‘s office, I noticed the door was ajar despite the lights being turned off.
There was someone inside, having a conversation, but I could only hear one voice, and it wasn‘t Sienna‘s.
I drew my claws and crept silently to the edge of the door to listen
“That wasn‘t part of the deal... Do your own dirty work... Please, there must be another way... I understand.”
This was gibberish. It was time to end this.
I burst through the door and found Nina standing in the middle of the room, alone.
She turned to look at me, startled.
“What the hell are you doing in my mate‘s office. omega wolf?” I growled.
“I–I must‘ve been sleepwalking,” she sputtered,
“Who were you talking to? Who else is here?” I sniffed the air, but the only scent in the room was Nina‘s.
“I swear, I don‘t know how I got here,” she said, starting to shake.
“Bullshit.” I spat, circling her. “You‘re a thief. So what did you come here to steal?”
“I made mistakes in my life, but that‘s not who I am,” she said, crying
I don‘t believe those crocodile tears for a fucking second.
“What pack were you exiled from?” I probed.
“The Colombia Pack,” she divulged. “You don‘t know...you don‘t know what it was like there. I only stole to keep myself alive.”
I doubted that it was a coincidence that she‘d picked one of the farthest, most remote packs possible. It would‘ve taken a week to verify her
“Go back to your quarters,” I growled. But don‘t get comfortable. You won‘t be here much longer.”
As she hobbled out of Sienna‘s office, she turned to me. “I‘m sorry to be an inconvenience, my alpha.”
“I‘m not your alpha,” I spat. “You might have Jocelyn fooled, but I can see right through you.”
Once again, I found myself sitting across from Konstantin as he stared right through me, even though I‘d vowed never to come back here.
He knew my deepest fears.
My deepest regrets.
My deepest desires.
It was an uneven playing field, and I‘d never felt more vulnerable than when I was in his sessions, but if what he‘d told me was true, I would finally find out who my parents were.
“Are you ready to enter your memories?” he asked.
“No, but let‘s do this before I change my mind,” I said, sighing. “If I give you access to my memories, this will be the last time.”
“Yes, I can promise you that. I know how taxing this must be for you.”
Konstantin leaned in and took my hands. “All right, let‘s discover the truth...”
I started to drift out of consciousness,
An Italian opera house this time–a Colosseum–sized theater.
I was in a box seat overlooking the spectacle onstage. A hunter, in a wintery landscape, was standing over his prize, bellowing out a flurry of
melodic words that I didnt understand
The symbolism, however, was painfully clear–that hunter s prize?
A dead wolf, bleeding from its side.
My brain wasni subtle.
I felt my inner wolf burning inside me. I had saved me last time I got lost in my own head; maybe it‘d protect me this time too.
I used my minibinoculars to scan the crowd, looking for Aiden. I spotted him toward the front row. He was heading backstage,
I lifted my magnificent ball gown and raced down the stairs as it trailed behind me.
The closer I got to the stage, the more I started to feel the haze.
Power through it, Sienna. Remember, this isn‘t real.
As I tried to convince myself that this was just my imagination, the overwhelming pleasure swelling in my sex told me otherwise.
I needed to be touched now.
Behind the stage, I ran past rows of intricate costumes and props, searching for Aiden. He appeared from behind a curtain, wearing a gold half–mask.
“Your mind always brings you to me. Time and time again,” he said smoothly: “You know what it is that you want, what has to be done.”
Aiden snapped his fingers, and the giant velvet curtain dropped, leaving us exposed onstage in front of thousands of people.
The actors were gone, it was just us.
My inner wolf tried to howl, as if to warn me of something, but the orchestra started playing, and my wolf was drowned out
Aiden extended his hand, and the two of us began dancing as snow fell from the ceiling and covered the stage.
I was in a trance, not in control of my own body, but it felt like a lovely lullaby. I didn‘t want it to end.
Before I knew what was happening...
Under the lights
Under the lights.
In the snow.
With thousands of eyes on us.
It was magical
“You ‘re truly beautiful, Sienna. Now, let me into that beautiful mind.”
Aiden laid me gently on some dark furs in the middle of the stage. I ran my fingers through their
softness as he stood over me.
“Is this real?” I asked, drifting deeper into my subconscious. “It feels like a dream.”
“Yes, my dear, it‘s just a dream, ” Aiden coaxed, unbuftoning his pants and crawling on top of me.
He started kissing my neck, but this was wrong.
“Let me in.”
I didn‘ want this.
He didn‘ feel like Aiden. His touch was foreign.
These couldn t possibly be my desires_hazed or otherwise.
I turned my head away to avoid his kisses and...
Oh my God.
I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I was lying on a wolf pelt.
Aiden ‘s wolf.
His tongue was hanging grotesquely out of his mouth, and his dead eyes stared at me with emptiness.
When I turned back to Aiden, my blood ran cold.
My heart sank deep into the endless black hole thai my stomach had become
Because it was no longer Aiden lying on top of
It was Konstantin.
His fangs were extended and he was moving toward my neck
“Give me what I want,” he said, his tone angry and unsettling
I struggled underneath him, but he pinned me down.
“Stop it!” I screamed. “Why are you doing this?”
“Just let me in!” he shouted. “And this will all be
“Get the hell away from me,” I bellowed.
I shifted and pounced on Konstantin, sinking my teeth into his shoulder
As he screamed, we weren/ just ripped off our feet. We were thrown into what felt like a hurricane.
I‘d severed our link.
As soon as I came to, I drew my claws and swiped them across Konstantin‘s skin.
“You bitch, that‘s my face!” he shrieked.
I should‘ve aimed lower–between his legs.
“This whole time it was you,” I said, my voice shaking. “My mind never created Aiden as my guide. It was always you.
I‘d never felt such a deep and damning betrayal.
My head was spinning. I wanted to vomit.
You were just using me.” I said,
Konstantin took a step toward me, and I immediately stepped back.
“Why?” I asked, tears misting my eyes.
“Because you have something I want,” he replied. “Deep within your mind.”
His voice and demeanor had completely changed, and I knew I wasn‘t safe here.
I ran for the elevator as he tried to follow.
“You don‘t know what you‘re doing.”
“That‘s because you‘ve been messing around in my head, manipulating me,” I yelled, partially
The seams of my dress began to split.
As Konstantin strode toward me, I let out a roar so powerful that it knocked him off–balance.
How the hell did I do that? I‘d never seen even Aiden knock someone off their feet before.
“Don‘t ever come near me again,” I said, tears rolling down my cheeks.
Right as the elevator door was about to close, I saw Konstantin‘s normally handsome face contort into an ugly scowl, filled with hatred.
Finally, there she is!
I was about to fall asleep waiting to ambush Sienna at the hotel, but I jumped up when I saw her running out of the elevator.
Wait, why is she running?
Andis she crying?
She ran right past, without even noticing me.
A handsome and distinguished–looking man ran out of an elevator immediately after, wiping blood from his mouth and looking around the lobby, a wild rage in his eyes.
What the fuck?
It wasn‘t difficult to put two and two together.
I didn‘t care what problems I was having with Sienna. This man had done something to my best friend—and he was going to regret it.
I marched over to the man, claws drawn, ready for a fight.
He looked me up and down with a seductive smirk. “Who might you be?”
“What the hell did you do to Sienna?” I growled.
“Why do you care?” he asked, amused.
“That‘s my best friend, dickwad. Now tell me why you made her cry, or you‘ll be the one crying.”
He smiled calmly and dug his fingernails into my shoulder, giving me a hypnotizing gaze.
“Why don‘t I show you instead?“