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Then the guy hired by the hooded man jumped out of another car, got into Jenna’s, and drove her deep into the woods in Colorado. There, Jenna had tried to escape, but he caught her, slammed her head against a tree, and did a bunch of things that left her badly hurt. Thinking she was dead, he took her car and belongings. But while driving to another town, the car crashed and burned—along with him in it. “So Jenna knows who tried to kill her?” The man was clearly getting nervous now. “Yes!” she snapped. “So just do what I told you to. And do it right!” She turned and stormed off.

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.

The new bodyguard was a woman. Jason didn't know whether to be insulted or amused. "You've got to be kidding me." He looked from his grandmother's smiley face to the tomboy standing at attention like a soldier reporting for duty. "Her?" "Her name is Jenna Smith," Helena said. "And she comes highly recommended." "She could as well be one of my fitness coaches." "Fitness coaches don't have her training." Jason moved in a circle around Jenna slowly. She didn't flinch or move, she just stood still.

The further I go, the more real Jenna becomes. Not some mysterious explorer. Not some tragic figure. Just... A person. A stubborn, sarcastic person. One entry is dedicated entirely to her declaring war on tree roots after tripping over them repeatedly. Another contains an alarming amount of hatred directed toward mosquitoes. I guess there were still mosquitoes in the wild when she was here. I find it hard to relate. The wild is currently as silent as a graveyard, not even an insect in sight. I find myself relaxing a little as I read.

She felt the gentle weight of Alex’s head and the warmth of Elena’s hand still holding Dean’s. For one long moment, everything felt perfect. Then she remembered the mocking salute Lila had given through the window hours earlier. Jenna lifted her head carefully. She did not want to wake the others yet. She slipped from the pile of limbs and bodies and padded barefoot to the kitchenette. She filled the kettle with water and set it on the small camp stove. While the water heated, she stood at the window and stared into the trees. There was no movement and no shadow. Only silence and frost.

someone called snapping me back to reality I turned around and I saw a beautiful,slender hoodie and glasses. She smiled at me, I smiled back shyly. “ You are not from around here,” she said. I nodded my head and she took my hand and walked me through the class “ Judging from your age we are classmates and you will be my seat partner. My name is Melissa Gold, I am sixteen years old and you.” She said very excited I looked at her and smiled “ My name is Jessica Brown, am sixteen years also” immediately she heard my name she smiled and said

Ari asked, with intrest. Hans stayed silent and that made us look at him, with suspicion. "Hans?" "1692 we will have the first female of both the Djinn and Wendigo race. She will be the only Djinn left." He whispered. "She'll become Queen because of the Fae and of Wendigos, because the Elders and the Djinn will be dead. We don't know who it is though. Just that she'll be the mate of John R. E. Brickenden."

Dorothy’s mouth opened in awe but said nothing. "Are you serious? What is it all about?" “An unhappy spirit. I encountered when I tried to seek help to locate the soldiers.” “Do share more,” She softly demanded. “There is a lady spirit there who has deep grievances.” “Lady? Someone is hiding in that jungle?” I nodded. Dorothy chuckled lightly. “I am a Christian, Dr. Anthony Jin. A believer in God. I do not believe in ghosts.” I looked out to the sea and exhaled.

I needed to get my head out of the clouds. Jenna was called over to the Pack hospital, to help Doctor Rivers with an emergency. As a qualified Pack Doctor at a young age, she brought a lot to our Pack. In addition to being a healer and an amazing Luna. We were certainly blessed by the Moon Goddess to have Jenna with us.

Turning towards Jenna, I pull her into my arms, rocking her as she wipes her tears. Sniffling, she steps back, “This will not stop me,” she says adamantly. I look at her confused. How could we continue not knowing who or what the threat was? “I have another dress I can wear. It is not as perfect as this one was, but I will not let this stop me celebrating being Luna of this Pack,” Jenna says.