Jenna Summers Werewolf Book Novels & Stories

I've started another werewolf book ! It's called Reconnect, check it out if you want : "Whatever stories you have heard about me... They aren't all true." "I've witnessed your horror first hand," I said slowly and watched as his beautiful eyes darkened. "I promise you that the next time you scream my name will be when you're in my bed, panting, naked and begging for more." * A girl with a huge secret that came in the form of two adorable two year olds.

He nodded in agreement. “Summer is our little sister,” Gale states and points between the two of us before carrying on. “Summer’s wolf is white, with black paws and a black chest.” Gale informs Dawson. I don’t know why he told him what her wolf looked like. But Dawson looks to be thinking. “Summer is Jaxon’s mom. Jaxon is displaying signs he is getting his wolf.” Dawson says as his eyes glaze over, like he is talking to his wolf. “Oh, my goddess” Florence shrieks.

Benjamin said. “But that isn’t true. To be honest, those injuries on the dead victims don’t even look like werewolf bites, they seem really strange and Callum wouldn’t do such.” “But if she thinks he did?” Benjamin reiterated. Jasper caressed his hair for some seconds and immediately bought Benjamin’s idea. “I’m going to accuse Callum of this misfortune, then I’d win Lyra over to myself alone,” Jasper said as he smiled a cunning smile.

Leonardo's POV This woman, this crazy little woman, should spend two days in the Thorn Jungle! It was incredible! Not even the most powerful Alphas Werewolf could do that! And she was only a little huntress. I put on my defensive cloak and entered the Thorn Jungle at dusk. Only then could we Vampires be protected from the attack of The Illusion Fog. She was about to faint, and my heart was trembling! "You were really tough, aren’t you?" I couldn't help saying those ironic words to her. The next second, she was crawling up to me with her exausted and battered body, dragging me at the corner of my cloak and weakly said those words. "I didn't kill Jenna, I didn't..." Then she fell down and did

After all, when the beast awakens, it is the father or another strong werewolf who is dosed and pulls out the second essence easily and painlessly. Six months later we left that village, and a year later my she-wolf wanted to go for a walk. It was such a shame on her part! I sat in the apartment, afraid to even open the window, not to go out into the street, because, according to my mother, she-wolf pheromones pulled from me a mile away, it was good at least it was winter!

Chapter 11 Jasmine's P.O.V. I turned to her, shocked by her outburst. So basically I'll be walking into the lion's den again, but in this case, a pure-blood werewolf that has a magnificent amount of energy oozing from him without his knowledge. It needed no explanation; I don't have a choice. I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat and nodded in agreement. “I have something for you,” she said, urging me to stretch out my hands.

“It’s not terrible if it’s true.” Despite myself, I can’t help but laugh. Luca has this way of pulling you out of whatever pit you’ve fallen into, like his entire existence is just to stir the pot and see what comes out the other side. But I swear, every time I laugh, I feel Elijah’s gaze sharpen from across the room. He’s trying to focus on Valerie, but I can tell he’s listening. And that’s when Luca takes it a step further. “So,” Luca drawls, his voice just loud enough for Elijah to hear, “what do you call a werewolf that’s also a librarian?”

They also sent invitations to the Alpha, Luna from the Midnight Moon—which is the pack Leandre’s going to inherit soon. “Wait for me here, Nikki. I’ll help Valerie out with the supplies from the packhouse. Here… you can read this while waiting for us. It’s the myth on how werewolves were created.” He places a white leather-bound book in front of me. I take the book and lean my back on the chair. The pages of the book are worn out and there were scribbles of names written at the back. Year. Alpha. Luna. Beta. Beta Female.

All I cared about was the fact that my baby was scared and cold. The violet light in my eyes didn't just glow—it exploded. I felt a power so immense that the stones beneath my feet began to crack. I wasn't just Esmeralda anymore. I was the Werewolf Queen, and I was done being pushed around. “Get away from my son,” I said. My voice wasn't a whisper anymore. It was a command that shook the walls.

"She's not merely a guest, Ruba. She's part of our family now." Misty's face lit up warmly as she greeted someone. Standing tall and exuding an aura of grace and power, the woman bore the unmistakable marks of age, yet her presence remained captivating and formidable. "Hazel, dear. I am Jenna Black, mother to Alpha Zain Black and the current Luna of the esteemed Red Moon Pack," Jenna's introduction resonated with a sense of dignity and authority that left no room for doubt. Hazel, grateful for her scant education on werewolf customs, instinctively recognized the words as they saved her.