Romans & histoires Jenna Reid Pov

I would carry around my hatred for Daniel and Shane much longer. As we stood there rehashing everything that had happened, discussed the warriors we had lost and those who were wounded, a very tired looking Jenna came around the corner. Adam moved forward immediately swinging Jenna up into his arms and taking a seat. I could see Jenna immediately relax in Adam’s arms. Looking at me, “Do you want the good news or the bad news, first?” Jenna asks with a yawn. My heart sinks as I simply stare at her.

She broke it down "He hasn't told me that" Chuckling, I pulled her hands down from my shoulder. "Good thing you're hearing it from me so -" "He asked me on a date and I told the man yes. I mean, he looked -" "What the fuck?" Jenna screamed, dragging attention from the guard who turned our way. "Everything is fine" She chuckled at them. Riling her up sometimes was something I loved to do. Jenna was not fit for this world she found herself in because she was the sweetest and calmest person I had met.

She was just a 17-year-old girl. A knock came on the door, and before Jenna could even answer, Adleigh burst through the door and came running towards her bed. She jumped on the bed and smiled and Jenna, “Good morning, sister!” she smiled. Jenna laughed. She hadn’t thought of that. Being with Clay meant that she had a family. A real one. Yale would be her brother, Adleigh her sister, and the King and Queen her in-laws. She grinned at Adleigh, “You would be my sister, wouldn’t you?” Adleigh smiled with joy, “YES! And I’ve always wanted a sister, and it’s crazy, last night I gained TWO!” she exclaimed. Jenna smiled as she hugged Adleigh. She had a family. Adleigh grinned as she hugged her back

Her father had sent some of his men to go find her, but she was nowhere to be seen. “Why are they all looking for me? Not as if they cared about me. They only care about Wonnell!” Jenna slurred, shutting her eyes as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes. “You know that's not true, Jenna. We all care about you.” Nora said, her voice quivering even more, as if she was about to cry. “Your dad, your mom, your sister and I, we all love you.” “No, they care about Wonnell more. She always comes first to them, and even my mate… she's now his.” Jenna mumbled, her latter words was rather slurry, so it was impossible for Nora to hear what she said.

“Don’t talk nonsense if you do not understand the situation in the future.” The cold tone of his voice referred to what Jenna had said that night when she returned to the villa. If it weren’t because of Jenna, things might not have ended up this way. Jenna naturally understood his reproach. Although she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, she also felt relieved at the same time. It seemed as though he really believed that the person in the video was Xavia. She pretended to be upset and filled with self-reproach as she said, “Well, I just thought that Xavia was the same as rumored, but I really did not expect…”

So we get out the way of sight of Brendan and move off to the side. …Jenna POV… He has gone; he is not where he stood before. I am certain my mind is playing tricks on me. Has my desperation come to a fool's delusional being? Do I create what my eyes want to see? Is the sadness so thick in my heart that I need to find a way to lift the burden that I am feeling? But I know, I know that I saw him stand out from all the hundreds of feet.

Fuck. It was the only part of the plan he was having trouble dealing with. But everything had to appear normal. She had to be there, in her usual place. No suspicion could fall on her when Buffalo died. Once business was taken care of and he could collect the woman, he'd never allow her to step foot in that shithole again. How an angel like Jenna Campbell ended up with a job like that was beyond him. She probably needed the money for her custody battle. He figured that was how she ended up in the falling down shack she called a house. She'd sold everything to continue paying lawyers. Jared ended his call and put his phone in his pocket. They climbed the metal stairs to Vince's trailer and we

"What do you want out of this?" Brayden leaned in just an inch closer, the faint scent of mint and leather drifting off him. His gaze dropped to my lips for a fraction of a second before snapping back to my eyes. "I want honesty. I want people to stop pretending to be saints when they're entirely selfish. But more importantly..." He paused, his voice dropping into a quiet, gravelly purr that sent a literal shiver down my spine. "What do you want, Janessa? Forget Trevor. Forget your scholarship for a second. What do you actually want out of life?"

The adrenaline from the jump and the crash was wearing off, leaving me feeling exhausted and emotionally drained. "Do you think Jenna will be okay?" I asked quietly, not sure if I wanted to hear the answer. Richard looked up from his laptop, his expression softening. "I think she'll be fine, Yilena. She's strong, and now she has a chance to start over. You did the right thing." "It's not that... I mean, her new life is without Keith. And then on Keith's side..." I said, my voice drifting off. "Just don't overthink it," Richard added.

I nodded, seeing Jenna’s light frown on her forehead. “I can speak to the principal as well, you know. Talking to people, I’ve done it daily, for years now.” She stated in a playful way, making me laugh because fuck me, Jenna Anderson was so much more than the scared little bird I had seen on our coffee date, the version of her that had been quiet and hidden. As if our little fight somehow had finally made her become her real self around me, a version of her that I adored. And I also couldn’t deny that her confidence and humor were sexy as hell.