Jenna Of The Jungle Novels & Stories

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."

"Stay here with me." "I'm sorry?" "I'll give you everything more than the Alpha King could give you." "Wait a second." I scoff. "What is wrong with you? I'm the Luna of the Wolves, and I'm mated to the Alpha King, and yet you dared try to take advantage of me just now?" "He's not your real mate, is he?" The King's question made me halt. "How ironic would it sound if your loyal subjects were to hear their leaders aren't real mates?"

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.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

She yelled. “Relax Quinn, I’m sure Jenna knows what’s she’s doing!” Annabeth finally interrupted, Quinn rolled her eyes as she grabbed her phone and ended the call with a small hiss. Meanwhile Nigeria …. 6:00pm … “I don’t know what I’m doing!!” Jenna sobbed as she dropped on the bed tiredly. “I don’t know what I’m doing here, I don’t know how I got here! I don’t know why I came here!” She sobbed as she sat on the bed.

Tried to grab me. I was faster. I threw open the front door and ran toward the gate. "Jenna, no!" Colt's roar echoed behind me. But I was already at the fence. Already climbing over. Already making my choice. I dropped to the other side and stood before Viper. "I am Jenna Carter," I said, my voice steady despite the terror flooding through me. "Let his mother go. I will come willingly." Viper's smile was terrible. Beautiful. "Smart girl."

Jenna looked in the direction the noise came from and saw an unfamiliar-looking woman. “The woman beckoned for Jenna to come." And despite her ‘princess’ character, Jenna obliged, mostly due to her curiosity, while Adrien stood by the car looking like he was ready to step in if anything went wrong. “And you are?” Jenna asked as she stood in front of the lady. She was an inch taller than Jenna; she had moderately tanned skin and black hair; she had a do not mess with me aura, but Jenna was not afraid of her. “I am Naomi,” the lady introduced, stretching her hands towards Jenna for a handshake.

“A bit over the top,” I said to Brian. “No one cares. They’re all staring at that neckline,” he replied. “My girlfriends and I made a bet to see who’s the prettiest,” Jenny purred in a playful tone, just like her predecessors. “We’d love for you to vote on who you’d want to date.” “This is Jasmine,” Jane said. It was actually Jessica, wearing a similar outfit. Amber hadn’t mentioned she’d made more than one. Applause and whistles followed—she was a natural at posing.

She could feel that word in her bones just by his existence. Ollie cut the staring and brought her eyes down to her dress and cleared her throat. She righted herself and slipped her hands off the post. She pushed a smile on her face, lifted her head and stepped up. She hoped she didn't look as pathetic as she felt. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt. They were werewolves, not animals. They wouldn't eat her for dinner any time soon. "Good Morning Mr Bridge," She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny,"