The Millennium Wolves Series Bundle

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 1

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 2

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 3

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 4

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 5

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 6

✅ Aiden & Sienna Book 7

All I could see was sex. 

The pencil in my fingers flew furiously against my sketchbook, guided by the vision I couldn’t seem to get out of my head. A dark forest. Bodies shuddering. Mouths moaning. And in the middle of the grotesque orgy, the Alpha himself. Naked.

Aiden Norwood was every hot-blooded female’s fantasy. Towering at six-foot-five, with disheveled jet-black hair and eyes, a golden-green color that seemed to change every time he turned his head, Aiden was the definition of mouth-watering. I traced his figure with my fingertip, imagining the press of the Alpha’s bulging biceps wrapping around my waist. His lips grazing the crook of my neck. His hot breath sending delicious goosebumps down my spine… 

Suddenly, I blinked, the pencil falling from my fingertips. I looked down at the disturbing sexual scene I’d drawn with the Alpha in its center. Why had I drawn him like this? It was as if I’d been in a trance…

I knew this could mean only one thing: the Haze was coming. And soon.

The Haze, the werewolf mating season, happens once or twice a year. When it hits, an unpredictable sexual hunger infects all of the pack...all at once. At least everyone above the age of sixteen. Those who don’t find mates find a temporary partner to satisfy their burning lust. As you can imagine, there are no adult virgins in our pack. The Haze makes it impossible. 

Although...every rule has an exception.

With a sigh, I peeled my gaze from my erotic sketch, staring out across the riverbank. At…him, the subject of my drawing. Across the bank, Aiden Norwood was crouched by the water. Alone.

I’d known it was a risk to draw the Alpha. But how could I resist? I’d never seen him there before. Not at the riverbank where I went to draw and clear my mind. It was my secret place, where I could just be me: Sienna Mercer, a nineteen-year-old red-headed self-taught artist. A seemingly normal girl. 

The Alpha turned his head for a second and sniffed. I froze. I’d always watched him from afar. I’d never dared to draw him before, and certainly not like this. If he saw what I’d sketched… I didn’t even want to imagine how embarrassing–let alone dangerous–that would be.

To my relief, he looked back out at the water, getting lost again in some dark reverie. I wondered if the rumors swirling around him were true. Some said it’d been months since Aiden had taken a woman to bed, that he was distancing himself from everyone. Why? A secret mate? No, the pack gossips would’ve sniffed her out by now. 

Then what was it? What was to come of our Alpha if he had no partner when the Haze struck? 

It’s none of your business, I chided myself. What did it matter to me who Aiden screwed? He was ten years older than me and, as the Alpha of the most powerful pack in North America, somewhat of a celebrity. To Aiden Norwood, I didn’t exist. Putting aside my school-girl crush, I knew I was better off that way. Besides, when you are with an Alpha, you’re owned. You are there to please the Alpha, to birth and care for his children. Nothing more. 

Screw. That. 

I would never let a man tame me.

Michelle, my best friend, was dead set on finding me someone to sleep with for the season. She’d already paired up in advance, as was common among the younger weres before the Haze. Trying to set me up with three of her brother’s friends, all of whom seemed perfectly decent and who were blunt that they thought me fit for a good time. Michelle couldn’t understand why I’d turned each of them down. 

Because I had a burning secret. The truth was, at the age of nineteen, I was the only she-wolf in our whole pack who was a virgin. I’d been through three mating seasons, and no matter how sex-crazed I became, I’d never found a partner who was worth it. I know. Very un-wolfy of me to care about “feelings” and “first times,” but I cherished mine. And, unlike most girls, I wanted to save myself for my fated mate.

Whoever he might be. 

The sudden ping of my phone interrupted my daydream. 

My Mom was looking for me. My sister was coming over for dinner tonight, and I was running late. I was about to pack up my sketchbook and leave my thoughts of the mysterious Alpha behind me, when I glanced up–and to my surprise and sudden dread…he wasn’t there.

“Not bad,” I heard a low voice beside me, almost a snarl. I turned to see, standing right next to me, looking down at my sketch: 

Aiden. 

Fucking.

Norwood. 

Before I could catch my breath, he looked up, and our eyes met. I tensed, realizing I was making direct eye contact, and immediately looked away. No one in their right mind dared to look the Alpha in the eyes. It could only mean one of two things: 

One: You were challenging the Alpha’s dominance. AKA a death wish. 

Or, two: You were inviting the Alpha to sex.

Since I didn't intend to do either, my only option was to look away before it was too late and pray he didn’t interpret the meaning of the gaze for me.

“Forgive me,” I said quietly, just to be on the safe side. “You took me by surprise.”

“I apologize,” he said. “I didn't mean to startle you.”

That voice. Even saying the most polite words imaginable, they sounded loaded with menace. Like at any second, he might rip your throat out with his bare human-form teeth. 

I imagined the Alpha sinking his canines into my flesh, feeling my core heat…

Oh, Goddess.

“It’s okay,” the Alpha said. “Really. I don’t bite...most of the time.” 

I was so close I could reach out and touch his rippling muscles and golden skin. I lifted my eyes and chanced a look. A brutal, jagged face that shouldn’t be handsome—but was. Thick eyebrows that looked coarse to the touch, like a residual of his werewolf form. And a nose, even though slightly crooked—no doubt broken in some past scuffle—that couldn’t interfere with his so-attractive-it-hurts looks. 

The Alpha took a step closer as if to test me. I could feel every hair on my body rise in trepidation. Or...was it temptation?

“There is one part that could use some work,” he said, and I didn’t miss the hint of a playful gleam in those eyes. 

“Wh…which part?” I asked dumbly. 

He crouched down beside me, and I sucked in a breath. Taking the sketchbook from me, his fingers traced his body, pausing at the girthy appendage dangling between his legs. 

I blanched, snatching the book back without thinking.

“I’m so, so, sorry, sir–”

“Don’t be,” he said, eyes finding mine once more. He lingered for a moment, our faces, our lips so close together. And then…

“Next time you draw me,” Aiden said, getting to his feet. “Come closer.” 

And then, just as quickly as he’d appeared, Aiden Norwood turned and took off, leaving me by the river, alone. I sighed, feeling every muscle in my body ease. 

It wasn't an everyday event to see the Alpha out of the Pack House, his headquarters. What had happened here today was rare. And I knew it. 

And if word got out about this, Aiden's fan club would go ballistic. Even a whiff of interaction with a female, especially a young commoner like myself, would be enough to send them into a frenzy, tearing down the Pack House’s walls just for a taste of him.

I didn’t know then what I know now. That within a few hours, the Haze was about to begin. That I was about to become a sex-crazed beast. 

And that Aiden Norwood, the Alpha of the East Coast Pack, was going to play a very prominent role in my sexual awakening... 

It was enough to make a girl howl.

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