Page 89 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

“Aww, thank you, you girls are too, and you boys – totally handsome, just like Alpha Jayce,” Sienna says, smiling sweetly at them.

Some of the boys huff, trying to brush it off, but they’re pretty chuffed at the comments. I cock a brow.

“Right, now I’m sure you’re not supposed to be around here,” I remark, folding my arms.

“Our ball got kicked into the garden. We only came to get it, and then we saw the Luna…”

Should I correct them and say she isn’t the Luna?

But it doesn’t feel necessary.

“Right, have you found it?” I ask. They shake their heads, and I nod, looking around.

“Then let’s go find it so you can leave,” I say. Sienna smiles slightly.

“You’re in a hurry to get rid of them,” she remarks, amusement in her voice.

I look directly at her, our eyes meet, and there’s a pause, last night clearly on both our minds. Her cheeks flush pink, but she’s doing her best to act normal, and her hand is at her chest, fiddling with the fabric of her top.

“Well, they’re just being nosy at this point,” I answer.

The deal was, we pretend last night never happened, and I intend to do just that, even if just the thought of having my dick buried in her turns me on.

“Mmm, well, they’re children; you were a nosy child, too.”

“Excuse me?” I ask, cocking a brow.

“You were, I mean, you were so observant of everything.”

“That’s different,” I reply as one of the kids shouts.

“There’s the ball!” He points into the bushes.

“I’ll get it,” I say as I walk over to the boys, sensing her gaze on me. I get the ball out for them, the branches snagging on my shirt. “Here you go.” I hold it out to them, brushing off the leaves and dirt from my T-shirt.

“Want to play with us?” Anthony asks, looking at me hesitantly. It’s hard to say no when someone has hope in you.

“Sure, girls vs boys?” I suggest, offering him a small smile.

“No, there are more boys!” Leah retorts.

“Alright, then, how about the girls on my team?” I suggest. “I think that’s fair.”

“And we will be on the Luna’s team,” Cole says happily as he moves over to Sienna.

“Alright, one goal to win; this is our goal, that’s your goal,” I say, pointing in opposite directions.

There are only three girls in comparison to the six boys, but come on, I’m Jayce Westwood, ex-captain of the Academy football team. I smirk.

“This is going to be a piece of cake; I’ll try to go easy on you,” I say, glancing at Sienna, who rolls her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah, we shall see, right, boys?” Sienna asks, glancing over her shoulder at me, though the way her eyes run over me, her gaze lasting a second too long, is appreciative. A devious smile crosses her lips, like she’s planning exactly how she’s going to prove me wrong.

The moment one of the lads taps the ball into play, I catch sight of the faint swirl of black smoke wrapping around it. So, she’s going to use her powers. The ball glides smoothly across the grass, and it makes me scoff internally as I push forward, cutting in to intercept the ball before it can veer too far off course and send it skimming towards one of the girls.

She shrieks and jumps out of the way instead of stopping it, and Leah immediately drops her head into her hands.

“Patricia!”