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The bass from the club pulsed through Jenna’s body like a second heartbeat. She was only twenty-four but felt like she’d been waiting forever for a night like this. The underground kink club was invitation-only, and she’d sweet-talked her way in wearing her shortest pink dress. It barely covered the curve of her ass. White lace panties peeked out when she moved, and her hair was tied in two bouncy pigtails that made her look younger and sweeter than she felt.

He went on plenty of dates and never asked her out. Maverick was now 18, Maddox just turned 17, Hanna and Jasmine were both 16, and Blake, Brady, Jade, Lexi, and Levi are all 15. In the new school year Hanna decided to try out to be a cheerleader. It's her junior year.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

I cleared my throat before turning to him, rubbing the scruff on my face as I did so. "No my father doesn't know. He's healing slowly and I believe old age is catching up to him. Channing did a lot more to him than I thought," I chuckled out. Jacob smirked lightly. "She's a spitfire when she wants to be, but she's also very compassionate. She's a perfect Alpha Female, Tate. When are you going to hold the initiation fight?" He asked. A low rumble vibrated off my chest at that.

Jenna Sarah moved out of the room again, and until the door was closed, Paul Henry did not call him again. Jenna Sarah orders food for them, stands outside the door to light a cigarette, some things gradually become clear, saying that Fiona is the pampered "little niece" in the F******k group. This "little niece" looks a bit "big", they thought it was a middle school girl, why turned into a beautiful girl? Jenna Sarah on F******k, the group is still as active as before. - Why didn't the little niece appear today? – Is the little niece studying at night for self-study?

"Just, Fuck." Jenna graciously scheduled Cassie's dance to take place after everyone else had a go. Jenna herself got up and danced several sets, blowing the audience away with her unrivaled beauty and scandalous dancing. She rocked the pole like a goddess, but only stripped down to her bra and panties, leaving something for the imagination. The men in the audience heckled her, fighting each other off for the chance to empty their wallets into her lacy G-string. Jenna knew exactly how to ride the fine line between floozy and elegant, and her skills rivaled those of her hired dancers.

There are some stores situated around the place and two restaurants that also take up a little space on the square for their terrace. I spot Jenna seated on our favorite bench; I think she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Her mom is Antillean and her father is Dutch, making her the perfect mixture of both worlds. She has chocolate colored skin, curly black hair that falls halfway down her shoulders, full lips like her mom and gray/blueish eyes like her father. Her frame is curvy but muscular, with her 5.2 ft she is a little bit smaller than I am.

I have no desire to spend a lot of time with my mate. As her parents take their seats Jenna jumps right in with both feet. At first her parents are confused. Then Jenna fudges over some key points to say we wanted to determine the best approach to ensure the best for everyone. “That sounds like my daughter; always looking at all the options,” Luna Ashley brags. “My apologies to you now, Alpha Adam; my Jenna can be a handful when she wants something. And clearly, she wants you,” Alpha George says before looking at Jenna. “Now maybe this schooling,” he starts to say before Jenna cuts him off. I am confused at what he was going to say. She recently completed high school, so I knew she h

“I knew that you could do it, but this was just so fast! I had bet you would crack only for another day or so!” Bet?! “You bet on me?!” My voice was now raised to a shrill volume, and she took it in with a bland expression on her face. “What, of course,” she flipped her hair back. “Darren, myself, Esme and Jenna.” “Who’s Jenna?” My mouth moved even while I was still slowly processing that I and Richard were in deep trouble if they were already betting on us this way. “Your assistant? Her middle name’s Jenna. We were in the same training group until she decided she wanted to go into the health field,” Lilian replied simply.

Was this the reason I hadn't been invited to Jenna's birthday party? Jenna, my best friend—or rather, she used to be. Starting today, I couldn't even bring myself to look at her. We're both fifteen, friends for five years, along with Sheena and Abigail. They weren't just friends; they were family. Especially Jenna. She had been like an older sister to me. So today, on her sixteenth birthday, I wondered why she hadn't extended an invitation to me.