Page 110 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

“Alright, see you soon then. Night.” Allie yawns.

“Goodnight, Si. Goodnight, Allie,” Heaven says as she finishes braiding her hair.

We wave at one another before the call ends.

Putting on some music, I get back to mixing everything before adding each round to the large bowl.

Once two bowls are full of the mixture, I step back and go over the recipe. Peanut butter, dates, oats, peanuts, protein powder, maple syrup, vanilla extract, and salt… I tick each item off in my head when suddenly I get the feeling I’m being watched.

And it isn’t the kind of sensation when Jayce watches me; this makes the hair at the back of my neck rise. The kitchen window is to my back, and I’m sure whoever is watching me is out there.

I turn sharply towards the window, scanning the darkness outside, but the feeling is gone.

I shiver, feeling a little uneasy. I walk over to the window and pull the blinds shut before returning to what I was doing. After a moment, I can’t help but glance over my shoulder at the window. Maybe I imagined it? But somehow, I can’t shake the feeling off.

I reach out with my powers, but sense no one.

Strange.

Morning Training

Jayce

“Let me fight for you.”

My eyes open at the sound of birds chirping outside, and I sit up slowly.

Her words from last night had crept through my dreams as I drifted in and out of sleep, restless and unable to sleep properly.

“Let me fight for you,” I murmur the words out loud, raking my hand through my hair. Fight for me? Why is she so fucking adamant?

I get out of bed and look out of the window. It’s still early; I think I’ll head to training, and I can make it in time.

Grabbing some sweatpants and a tank top, I head to the bathroom, pausing when the faint smell of brownies baking makes me smile. Guess Grandma is making them for later.

Fifteen minutes later, I reach the training grounds, entering one of the four yards where training is commencing between the best of the Blood Moon warriors. I stand there watching as the highest-ranked warriors spar against one another. Despite keeping my aura reined in, they are all aware of my presence. Some glance my way, but most return to sparring after lowering their heads in respect to me.

“It’s Alpha Jayce!” one of the women whispers. I ignore the excited whisper that ripples through the group. I walk over to the head trainer, hands in my pockets, turning my head towards him in a way that no one can miss the glistening mark on my neck.

“Morning, Anthony,” I say lightly, not missing the whisper that travels through the group.

“He’s marked.”

“We have a future Luna!”

“Sienna Rossi, rumours are she’s here. One of the pups was talking about it yesterday.”

“Yeah, she is here,” I say, now turning back to the group. “But I’m sure we’re here to train.”

“Sorry, Alpha, but if our Luna is here, then will we get to meet her?” one of the men asks with a grin.

“Sure, Mark, when you nail that uppercut,” I remark with playful mockery.

A few of the others snicker. “Then we’ll never get to meet her.”

“Well, I’ve heard she’s the most beautiful woman around. She’s part demon, right?” one of the women asks, a smile on her lips. She’s one of the mated ones, and the genuine happiness in her eyes makes me answer her.

“She is, but don’t take my word for it; I’m probably biased,” I reply with a smirk. “Get back to training.”