Mag-log inJolene Falls She was the daughter of a warrior. She had everything growing up, being best friends with the alpha's daughter, having been in love with her best friend's brother, Seth, the future alpha for years. But when he returns from college with a fiance, the same day she finds out he was her mate, he rejects her cold heartedly without looking back. With a broken heart, she leaves the pack to leave with her aunt in the neighboring pack. Six years later, she is now a teacher and returns to her old pack, as a grade school teacher. What are the odd that she the the teacher of the alpha's daughter. Also he parents arranging for her to marry the beta of the pack without knowing the truth of everything. She and Seth cross paths, shattered bonds begin to rekindle. Will she give in and forget the pain he caused?
view moreJolene.
"Jo!! Hurry up the bus will be leaving. And I will not be driving you to school today too" my mum yells from the stairs and I groaned
"I know ma! I'm just fixing my hair" I yelled back, still looking in the mirror, trying to pull my hair into a ponytail.
"You've been 'fixing' your hair for the past 20 minutes"she replies and I know she is rolling her eyes at me right now.
I finished and stared at my face in the mirror. My blue eyes are shining like the sea, as my mom would say. My eyes and hair are in contrast. Blue eyes and black hair, not your typical combination.
Today is cheer tryouts.
I've always wanted to be part of the cheer team since like forever. Watching the older girls in the pack and highschool,dressed in cheer outfit, flipping and dancing,it was fascinating to me.
I've always been the flexible one,I joined the gymnastics team in school and helped win a lot of medals.
But since I started highschool,I decided to try out the cheer team. I am flexible,I can do flips and I can dance. Or that is what I am thinking. I mean the dance part.
I used to practice in the backyard when no one was watching, copying their routines until my mom would call me with a dramatic flare.
But wanting something and actually going for it?
Two very different things.
I smooth my shirt down, exhaling slowly.
"Jolene Rachel Falls! Get your butt down here before I come there and drag you up myself" mom yells again from down stairs.
"I'm coming ma!" I grabbed my bag pack and slinged it on my shoulder before leaving my room and running downstairs.
I met her at the kitchen sipping her coffee and holding her work phone.
Ma may be in her late forties but she would pass as woman in her early twenties. Some say the were wolf gene is part but this is a miracle.
She is slender with her green eyes and blond hair. She looks like a victory secret angel,that is why everyone drools over her when she walks by. Dad is very overprotective of her and so are the rest of my older brothers. I have two by the way. I'm their only daughter. Mom's beauty has gotten me and my brothers out of alot of trouble in school.
I get why dad is still head over heels inlove with her till date,the mate bond is only a small part of it. Not that dad is ugly or anything. He is warrior,tall and bullet,he looked like a greek god and people say I'm a female version of him. I have his eyes and hair color. Although my brothers took one from each parent.
I grabbed a handful of blueberries and my lunch money.
"I'm going ma. See you in the afternoon" I kissed her cheeks
"Be careful and stay out of trouble. I love you"
"I love you too ma" I yell from outside and I hear her mutter something under her breath.
I don't have a car yet and my brothers are both in college,they are twins,so I won't have a ride if the bus leaves.
The morning air hits my face, cool and sharp, waking me up properly. I take off down the street just as the bus comes into view at the end of the block.
“Wait!” I wave, running faster.
The driver sighs but keeps the door open just long enough for me to jump on, breathless and laughing under my breath.
“Cutting it close again, Jolene,” he mutters.
“Wouldn’t be me if I didn’t,” I replied, flashing him a quick smile before moving down the aisle.
I immediately spotted my best friend at our usual spot.
"Always the latecomer Jo" Jessica said as I sat by her.
"You know so well. You didn't go with your brother" I asked simply but my inside says another thing.
Seth King is the oldest child of the Alpha and Luna of this pack, Crove Pack. He is also the future alpha of this pack and Jessica's older brother.
He has been my crush since I bumped into him in third grade when I was on a play date with Jess.
He is such a heartthrob and every girl in the pack has a crush on him or has had a crush on him.
But I just don't have a crush, I'm in love with him and secretly hoping I am his mate. He is only 17 and I'm 14 so we have a few years ahead. He'll be leaving for college soon since he is a senior and I'm just a freshman.
But I still have faith that we are mates and we are going to be together.
"Well you know how he is, with all his friends and girlfriend" she rolls her eyes.
Oh I forgot, he is a complete Playboy, he changes his girlfriend almost every other week and has a reputation for himself.
But it still doesn't deter me from falling for him more.
"Ready for cheer tryouts??" She asks
"Ready as ever" I smiled with determination.
Jolene The sound of their footsteps faded into the trees, but I stayed on the swing long after they were gone. My heart still raced, stubborn and loud in my chest. The evening air had turned cooler, yet my skin felt too warm. I pushed the swing gently with one foot, listening to the familiar creak of the chains, and let the last few minutes replay whether I wanted them to or not.Seth’s voice. The way he had said my name. The way he had remembered the old reading sessions with the younger kids. For a second he had almost sounded like the boy I used to know,the one who used to smile at me across the training field, the one I had stupidly believed might one day look at me the way I looked at him. Then the alpha mask had slid back into place and he had left too quickly, as if staying any longer might cost him something.I pressed my palms against my eyes. Aurora’s little arms around my waist still lingered like a brand. I had softened for her without thinking. I always did. She made it
SethThe moment stretched longer than it should have. Neither of us spoke. The porch swing creaked softly under Jolene as the evening breeze moved through the trees. Aurora’s small hand was still in mine, but I barely felt it. My pulse hammered in my ears. Horror and something sharper, something I didn’t want to name, locked me in place.Jolene’s eyes held mine, wide with surprise that slowly settled into careful caution. She looked different up close in the fading light. Softer than the controlled teacher from the classroom, yet stronger than the girl I had rejected seven years ago. The freckles across her nose were still there. The same ones Cal used to talk about.Aurora broke the silence first.“Miss Falls....Jolene!” She pulled free of my grip and ran straight up the steps, throwing her arms around Jolene’s waist. “We were walking and I saw you! Can I swing with you?”Jolene’s entire expression shifted the second Aurora touched her. The careful distance melted. She smiled, real,
SethThe evening light filtered through the windows of my office as I reviewed border reports. The knock was familiar. Cal stepped in without waiting, looking unusually energized. He dropped into the chair across from me, rubbing his hands together.“Hey, man. Got a minute?”I set the papers down, leaning back. “What’s up?”He hesitated, then dove in. “I wanted to talk to you about Jolene. I asked her out. After the park the other day… we clicked. I was wondering if you’re okay with it.”I stared at him, the words landing heavier than they should. “Why are you asking me for permission? She’s not pack property.”Cal shifted, looking uncomfortable but determined. “Because she was your rejected mate, Seth. You’re the alpha. I don’t want to step on our friendship or create drama. I respect the history there, even if it was years ago.”The reminder of that night hit like a fresh wound. I forced a smile, the expression tight on my face. “I don’t own Jolene, Cal. She’s free to do whatever sh
Jolene The weekend came as a much-needed breath after the emotional storm of the week. I needed normalc, something soft and uncomplicated to push the memory of Seth’s eyes out of my head. So I texted Jessica: Coffee at the park with the boys? I want to meet my nephews properly. Bring Aurora if she’s free. Girl time plus kids.Her reply was almost instant. YES. I’ll pack snacks. See you at 10?The park was bustling with weekend energy when I arrived, blankets spread under a shady oak. Jessica was already there, chasing two energetic toddlers while Aurora sat nearby drawing. My nephews, little carbon copies of Jasper with Jessica’s bright smile, toddled toward me the second I approached.“Auntie Jo!” the older one squealed, latching onto my leg. I laughed, scooping him up despite not being fully used to the title yet.Jessica pulled me into a warm hug. “You look like you need this as much as I do.”“I really do,” I admitted, settling onto the blanket. Aurora immediately crawled closer,
Jolene The drive to my parents' house felt shorter than it used to.Or maybe I spent too much of it trying not to panic.The roads were familiar. Every tree, every turn, every cabin hidden between the woods carried memories I never asked to keep. Some good.Most are painful.I kept both hands tigh
By the time I got home, exhaustion sat heavily in my bones.The porch light was already on.Aunt Clara opened the door before I even reached it."You’re late.""There was a goodbye dinner." She stepped aside to let me in before immediately pulling me into a hug.I melted into it quietly.My aunt h
Jolene Seven Years Later"Miss Falls, do you have to leave?"I looked down at Noah's small pout and tried not to smile too hard."I do," I said, crouching beside his desk."But that doesn’t mean the world is ending""It feels like it," he muttered,goodness, he is so cute.Across the classroom, sev
JoleneBy night fall I was already dressed for the rituals.Everyone was expected to be in a white dress with pearls and our family name tattooed on our hands. Jasper did mine this afternoon after the the graduation and it's hurts like hell.My white dress hugged softly at my waist while the skirt
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