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Questions burst out before I could stop them. “Who are you? How do you know about Emma? What exactly was she doing? Now she is dead, how can we stop it?” Jenna chuckled, the sound carrying both amusement and sadness. “Young people. So much energy.” Shaking her head, she reached for her veil carefully. The black fabric slipped away, and an elderly woman appeared before me—short white hair, wrinkled skin, and tired eyes that had clearly seen too much suffering. “My name is Jenna Fernandez.”

What kind of person was he? Was he really that shameless? … On the other hand, at Siena International. Jenna laid on the bed after showering. She was wearing a sexy and beautiful nightgown with thin straps, and her long hair which was as smooth as seaweed was extremely stunning and eye-catching.

I could feel the triplets’ eyes on me, their presence overwhelming, and the bond snapped. “Look at me, Rebecca” Damien said, his voice softer but still strong. My name sounded so amazing coming from him, and I loved the way it made my skin tingle and heart race. I lifted my eyes, meeting his gray gaze, and the bond ignited in my chest, taking my breath away. Kael’s dark eyes were on me too, and studying my figure, while Lucian’s held a mix of curiosity and something warm, that made my heart race. Magnus stepped forward, towering over me. “This is a mistake,” he said, his voice cold. “You are an Omega, and you can’t be their mate.”

We get to the party and it was filled with people as TJ said he's going to find a hot chick for bus bed tonight as I just sit down on the chair looking at the logo of the Mafia group Ace Mafia are my biggest enemies as they tried to kill me but they end up six feet under instead, I look around to see Sapphire's family and my family talking maybe about our engagement. I turn around as I see the birthday girl herself admiring the Aquarium of all the fishes as she giggles like a drunk person, she still behaves like a child. I scanned her as she was wearing a strapless baby blue floor-length ball dress as the dress exposed little cleavage with some of her fair glowing skin with her hairstyle pic

Mark grabs my hand and looks me in the eyes. “My mate is…….well, it’s Jenna.” His mate is Jenna……like the Jenna that is running around this pack, trying to take what’s mine…..that Jenna? What. The. Fuck!

Sexy? I wasn't sure, but the numbers some creators pulled in made my eyes widen. If I could just push through the shame, maybe I could save her. My name's Jenna, 24, with curves that always turned heads but never paid the bills. Long auburn hair, full breasts that strained against any top, and hips that swayed without trying. I set up the account that afternoon, username 'Jenna Lusts', profile pic a teasing shot of me in lingerie. 'Helping a girl out...join the fun and make a difference,' I captioned it vaguely. No one needed to know about Mom. Not yet.

Genna is my favorite slut, I call her and she comes, her calling me wasn't part of the agreement. "What do you want?" I asked getting angry already "So it's true?" She said "What's true?" I asked "Oh please don't deny it. It's true that you and that bimbo are dating huh. You guys are just pretending to hate each other. Let me make this crystal clear, you are my man and always will be. No stupid bitch can come between us and if they want to" she paused then continued, "I'll remove them from the picture" "I don't get…" She ended the call before I could finish speaking. "Who the hell does she think she is?" I scoffed. To be continued

Walking out of the chapel just after concluding her penance, with strong hopes that this sacrament of reconciliation will bring good tidings to her. She searched through her bespoke Hermes bag to fetch a keyless remote control. Pointing same towards an obsidian black Mercedes-Maybach S650 seated on the all paved parking lot just about 100 feet outside the chapel. Those new pair of silhouette heels still hurts terribly regardless, she needs to walk like a queen.

Her thumb lingered on his nipple, while her fingers traced his firm muscle slowly. Marcus’s breath hitched, but he faked a cough, stylishly arranging his shorts to hide his forming bulge. “This feels really good, ma’am.” He grunted. The other boys noticed, what was happening and instantly rushed over. “What about me, Mrs. Thompson?” Jimmy grinned, pushing his chest forward. Tamara blushed but played along. She wiped Jimmy’s chest, her fingers brushing over his abs, then Tyler’s. The touches were light and playful, but they left her breathing heavier. Her nipples were straining hard against her blouse, her pussy was soaking wet with her squirts.

, he said. Clara had so many twist and lies to her life that it just keeps getting annoying as the day goes by. “So now that you know a bit about who I am,” he muttered. “Who are you? And don’t bother lying, coz the moment you start lying, then we're done here", he added. I took a deep breath. “I’m Jenna.”, I said. His eyebrows lifted in genuine surprise, ,"I know one Jenna... the Luna of the Silverwhitmore Pack. Alpha Damon’s mate.”