Jessica Alba Ethnicity Parents Novels & Stories

“You have all the right qualities for it.” I raised an eyebrow, curiosity getting the better of me despite my growing unease. “What do you mean by that?” Jessica turned to me with a knowing grin, as if she were about to share some great secret. “Well, for starters, you have low, wide hips. Perfect for childbirth!” I froze mid-step, the words hanging in the air like some bizarre echo. “And your facial features!” she continued, oblivious to my horrified expression. “So delicate and symmetrical. Pair that with Blaze’s good looks, and my grandson will be absolutely perfect.”

She asked as she stood behind him "Who?" He puzzled as he looked at them intermittently "Jessica of course, you think we won't find out?" Tracy asked with a smirk on her face as she sat on the bed He sighed and scratched the back of his head "Hmm?" Juliet asked and he kept silent "From what I know, she is a good girl plus she is beautiful too" Tracy continued "What do you know about her that makes you feel like she's good?" He scoffed "From what we get to find out, she studied in the US, her mom is late, and she is the only daughter of Mr Pedro a popular businessman" she said and his brows raised

6 Months Later, after Jessica had birthed Godsent, she had recovered and looked more beautiful. She finished having her breakfast with her three kids on the second floor of her father's mansion. Mr. Luke Albert had returned home from the village, as he is a 63-year-old man.

“I really appreciate you two coming over here on your day off.” Jessica’s parents had worked for a wealthy New York family, the Michelsons, since she was a little girl. Her father was the family’s chauffer and her mother was the head chef. “We didn’t have anything else to do,” her mother said. “I think you will be happy here. Possibly sell a lot more of your work here than you did in DC.” “Perhaps,” Jessica mumbled as she took her food processor out of the box. “Are you still depressed about the divorce?”

When she caught sight of me, the smile on her face suddenly froze. I felt cold all over as if I had been trapped in an ice cave. Jessica Mackenzie was a name that I never wanted to hear for the rest of my life. I had a deep hatred for her family. Jessica was the daughter of Perez Mackenzie. Perez Mackenzie used to be my father's Beta. Together with a bunch of traitors, he rebelled against my father, killed him, and then took the position of Alpha. He also forced me and my older brother to leave our pack.

“Jessica is perfect for Allister, Rhea. Her father’s wealth spans several towns. He has made a huge name for himself. Alphas far and near troop into Silver Valley because of his influence.” “Still, you can't compare his wealth to that of the Blackwaters family. Besides, he's a Hamit-Beta.” “Ranked above hundreds of thousands of Alphas.” She tells me. “In other words, he is pure royalty, and his daughter is a gem. If your brother decides to leave Jessica. The suitors that will troop in to take his place will be countless.” “Still, Jessica White is not an Alpha heiress.” “She can be considered so. Because her position means she can only be married to royalty, and with how much power her father

The discovery was already making her dizzy and her palms moist before she even got the chance to find out. Mom Tessa sighed deeply and said, "Your biological parents are Richard Jones and Irish Brown; you also have an elder brother, Jacob Jones. You must have heard of the Jones family in New York."

Jessica explained. Bella heard some paper shuffling sounds and loud tapping on a computer keyboard on the other end of the call, it was like Jessica’s busy looking into something as she paused in interval during her explanations. “So what is it?” “Your mother is a royalty. Yes, an omega wolf royalty. Rare, but they do exist. She was accidentally caught up in an ambush raid the Bluemoon pack, your father had done years ago. That’s how she ended up being a slave.” Bella’s lips parted as she heard Jessica’s revelation.

Back in Alaska… “We didn’t know you were coming back home today,” Jessica’s parents said when she walked into the house. “Hello to you too,” Jessica greeted her parents. “Tell us all about your trip,” her mother said eagerly. “It will have to wait. I am tired,” Jessica said, leaving her suitcase and backpack at the bottom of the staircase, willing herself to make her way up the staircase to get some rest and to cry over Wynn’s death. ‘My mom and dad won’t be perused, they are free, so I am stepping down as pack Alpha,’ Jessica mind linked Mr. Ondrink.

“If this child really belongs to Alpha Kaelos, why are you only showing up now? Why didn't you tell him when you were pregnant?” Something flashed in Jessica's eyes—panic? Guilt? But then she quickly regained her composure. “I didn't know I was pregnant until after we broke up. And by then, Kaelos had already... moved on. I thought I could raise Elara on my own. But now,” she looked at me with a calculating gaze, "now I hear Kaelos has become a successful Alpha. Elara deserves her father. And the inheritance that is rightfully hers.“ So that was it. Money. Power. Inheritance.