Jenna Ryu Novels & Stories

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

“I made you lunch. I thought… after everything… I just wanted to say thank you.” There was a long pause. The woman’s eyes flicked from the lunch box to Jenna’s face, amused. “How sweet,” she said, hopping off the desk like she owned the room. “She bakes, too.” Ryker didn’t say a word. Jenna’s voice wavered. “Who is she?” She walked toward Jenna, extending her well-manicured hand. “I’m Nina, Ryker’s chosen mate and fiancée.” Jenna felt her heart fall into her stomach.

“We heard what happened at the gate. Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” I said, setting my yellow duck backpack on the desk. “Teacher Rinny helped me resolve it.” Jenna let out a low whistle. “Teacher Rinny. She’s famous, you know. She doesn’t usually meddle in other people’s affairs. For her to step in like that…you must be special.” “Yeah,” the other Jenna agreed, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “I mean, she is from a noble family and focuses on scientific research. Even the dean wouldn’t cross her. I wonder why she’s helping you.”

"I had to ask them to leave. I don't need that sort of crap in my club. Believe me, I've seen far too much of Ryan and Kathy." "Did the woman look like she was under Ryan's command?" "Oh, no, she was totally into him." "Do you think you might recognize the woman if I showed you some photos." Jenna frowned, shaking her head. "It was a while ago, maybe a month, I don't know. All I can say for sure is that she was aboriginal. I did my best to avoid them that night, so I didn't get a good look at her." "Could you fake-hire me for a few days while I check them out? While I'm at it, I'll try to find out what happened to your money. I could start tonight."

It was Kara (Jinx). In the game, Jinx was a confident, deadly cyber-ninja who moved with liquid grace. In reality, Kara was small, pale, and looked like she was vibrating with anxiety. She wore a baggy university hoodie three sizes too big, and her eyes darted around the park, checking every camera, every drone, every passerby. She sat down next to him, leaving a foot of space between them. She didn't look at him. She looked at her hands, which were gripping her knees so hard her knuckles were white.

Kent, an Alpha, probably tired and under pressure of taking care of his clans. He probably doesn’t get to enjoy the simpler things in life like the sunsets. So this was why my sister Marianna was sauntering around in her room in an orange dress which reflected back golden light when she moved, because Marianna was right, I always knew what these werewolves liked. The dress was perfect. Marianna looked perfect. Kent won’t know what hit him. “Mother,” I lazily called. When she didn’t answer I yelled, “Mother, get your butt up here now!”

With her reaction, I could tell she was up to something. “Alpha,” she cleared her throat. “I just came in to say hi to Eira.” “Eira?” My lifted brow extended. “Who is Eira?” “So he doesn't even know my name,” my pet muttered under her voice in disbelief. My gaze momentarily shifted in her direction but I sent it back to Lyrik. Waiting for a response from Lyrik. “The Omega’s name is Eira,” Lyrik responded.

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.”

“But you came with… babies.” “They are mine,” I answered, my jaws dropping. I would not let him see how scared I was. “I am not asking to be your mate or your Luna. I only want to return as an Omega. Give me a small place to stay while I look for my mother and learn the truth about my bloodline.” Cassandra pushed forward, her eyes sharp and mean. “You even dare come back after running away?. And you think you can bring some stranger’s pups here? They smell like trouble and you also smell like trouble.”

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.