Novel & Cerita Jenna Walker

Jenna was transported back a few years to when her father was alive, when the family held banquets from time to time, and it was the same picture of a prosperous world. In those four years, she had fallen from heaven, suffered all the hardships of the world, and felt the coldness and warmth of the world, she thought she would never go back to the old days... But now this man beside her brought her the highest glory! "Am I right, isn't the woman next to President Adams Jenna?" In the crowd, Kenzie rubbed her eyes and asked Vivan in a low voice, "Am I blind?" "I doubt I'm blinking either." Vivan padded forward for a closer look and was sure that the person walking in on Berrick's arm was Jenna

"The maiden who will henceforth occupy the position of the pack's Luna is... " He looked in our direction, or more particularly, at Jenna. The latter nervously held my arm tighter, trying not to act on her urge to run up to the stage. The Alpha pointed in her direction with a loving gaze, "... my mate... the daughter of the pack's official Gamma, Cassandra Wilther!"

Whatever they were talking about sounded important. "We should have been informed of all this earlier; then, we could have done something to stop it from happening", my mum whispered angrily. "They have put not only her life but ours on the line. I always knew this would happen." "you can't blame Luna", my dad defended. "I'm not blaming Luna; I'm blaming the gods and goddess. I'm blaming the elders, and I'm blaming her mother." I was about to walk in and ask what they were talking about when Jack spoke. "can you stop calling her Luna her name is Blair, and it has been for the past 18 years"

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 says before going silent. “So, no matter how potent your swimmers are Adam, it does not mean we will get another healer in the Pack, right Jenna?” Jack summarizes with a chuckle. Throwing a stapler his way for his rude comments, I look to Jenna who has a faint blush on her cheeks. She smiles at me, “Yes Jack, that is about right,” she murmurs to him before reaching over and hitting the back of his head.

The new bodyguard was a woman. Jason didn't know whether to be insulted or amused. "You've got to be kidding me." He looked from his grandmother's smiley face to the tomboy standing at attention like a soldier reporting for duty. "Her?" "Her name is Jenna Smith," Helena said. "And she comes highly recommended." "She could as well be one of my fitness coaches." "Fitness coaches don't have her training." Jason moved in a circle around Jenna slowly. She didn't flinch or move, she just stood still.

Healing Powers Jenna is perceived by the outside world as a sexy, spoiled woman who has gotten whatever she wanted. She was the only child of her Alpha parents and they wanted nothing more than for Jenna to settle down and become Luna to the Black Crescent Pack. What few people realised was Jenna is a kind-hearted woman who has healing powers. She does a lot of charity work outside of her circle and wants to be a doctor for humans and werewolves. Few really know Jenna, including her fated mate.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Because that is what Colt taught me. Love is not possession. It is protection. It is standing when you want to run. It is fighting when you want to surrender. It is choosing, every single day, to be better than the monsters who tried to break you. And I was done being broken. I was done being afraid. I was done being anything except exactly who I was meant to be. Jenna Carter. President of the Devil's Reign MC. Survivor. Warrior. And the woman who would make Crystal Morrison regret ever crossing me.

Pretty smart, I know. "Well if its isn't my good friend jack who else would be disturbing me at this hour."A tall man walked in . "Am sorry for my disturbance."He said bowing. "You are forgiven,did you bring me a snack as a Compensation."He said staring at Bethany lustfully. "Well no she is a friend ,she escaped from Mr B property o thought I should bring her ."he said. "You must be pretty smart to get pass his security."he said surprised. "Its no big deal ,I just had to wait for the right time."I said.