Jenna Reid Pov Novels & Stories

She turns to me and frowns, saying, "Brad and I are trying to have another child. This time we won't mess it up. I really miss Nicolette, I loved her so much it still hurts." Placing a hand on her shoulder, I state politely, "You two will be just fine. I have faith in you, even though you have had problems in the past." Honestly, I don't believe either one of them have changed for the better, but to keep things civil I keep my mouth shut. "Jenna, you are the best." She leans over and hugs me before we get out.

She nudged her again and said, “Oh… It seems that you like Xander Reid. Good, good. Finally, you took an interest in something after a month. I thought you have become a soulless wooden doll.” “What did you say? Xander Reid? Who is Xander Reid?” Abigail asked in a state of stupor. She tore off her gaze from the phone and looked at Lilian. “You don’t know who Xander Reid is!” Lilian gawked at her with disbelief. Abigail shook her head in a trance. “Oh… How will you know? Let me tell you… Owen Reid is the owner of Pinnacles, the top most business empire in our country. Xander Reid is his only son who returned after twenty years.”

- "Wait." said the redhead. - "I don't trust him." said the one I took to be Syrava. She had pale, reddish blonde hair, and dark eyes. The pout on her lips made her look childish and petulant. If I was not mistaken, there was a touch of the fey about her. When you've a mixed heritage of your own, you tend to see it in others more easily. At least, that's been my experience.

This Jenna could do anything to get what she wanted, desperate bitch that she was. Jenna sighted Sheila and Zoey from afar and couldn't help the frown that pulled on her face. She wasn't expecting to see them at the shopping mall. So, she couldn't shop in peace without having to run into them here? "Well well well, see who is here, isn't it the desperado Miss Jenna Morgan? I thought you disappeared for life. You have such a thick skin, coming out just two months after doing something so horrible, if I were you I would just run off to whichever island is merciful enough to accommodate me" Zoeyk said mockingly.

"If anything should happen to my best friend, I'm going to ruin your face all over the internet. I don't even know if you have my nude or not, you just keep threatening me. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ A Week Ago (Flash Back) ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Jenna works out of the restaurant in a bag and sunglasses. She walks to the parking lot and a message pops in on her phone. "Is Jemma home already? " She thought about bringing her phone out of her bag.

Jake's POV The air in the mansion felt stifling, suffocating me as I stood near the window, watching the dim light of dawn creep over the horizon. My fists clenched at my sides, and my jaw ached from grinding my teeth. I needed to calm down, to focus, but every second I spent here felt like poison coursing through my veins. Reyna. Her name burned in my mind, over and over, like a cruel mantra. The kiss wasn’t just a mistake—it was a reminder of what I could never have. She was still clinging to John, still holding on to whatever fragile idea of love she thought they had.

**** I caught up with Jenna just outside the packhouse. “Jenna, look, I’m sorry ----” “Don’t be,” she responded. Wait… what? “Huh?” “I am the one that should be sorry for storming out. You had a life before me. I get that.” “You do?” “Yes. I mean, it bothers me that you lied to get a she-wolf in bed.” She wrinkled her adorable nose. “Correction, it bothers me that you lied to get TWO she-wolves in bed. And it’s a little… man-whorey, to be honest. But I have a career based on males lying about sex and doing sketchy things when it comes to members of the opposite sex, so I should be used to it.”

Kaelion asked, immediately alert. Jenna’s lips parted, then closed again. She shook her head quickly. “Nothing. I’m just tired. Let’s go.” Kaelion didn’t believe her, but he said nothing. He gave the driver a short nod, and they were off. The moment they arrived home, Jenna disappeared into her room. She drew a hot bath, hoping to relax, but her mind stayed tangled in knots. Drake’s gaze. The ache in his eyes. The bullying. The secrets.

She is our fated mate, and that means everything. Jenna tried her hardest to seduce Landon and me while we were staying at her pack. She would always be so sweet and innocent in front of her family, but once they were gone, she became her real self. Jenna is selfish, mean, and a bit of a narcissist. I could never be with a woman like that, even if she were my fated mate. I walk into the packhouse from the backdoor, adjusting the basketball shorts that I grabbed once I shifted back into human form. My walk through the dining room and kitchen lead me to the stairs and a very angry Landon.

It gives me just enough cover to keep breathing through this lunch without flipping the table and demanding answers. Dawn knows. Jenna knows. But the other two? No clue. And honestly, I don’t know how Jenna is doing it. Her composure is borderline presidential. She is sitting across from me, picking at her food like she is bored, but I know her. I know her well enough to see the twitch in her jaw and the way she has kept her knife just a little too close to her plate. Jenna is a boxer, yes, but she is also a woman with a very particular imagination for revenge. I would bet my last commission cheque that in her head, she is already dragging the traitor by the hair through broken glass, force-