The Rejected Female Wolf Jenna Novels & Stories

She smiled and looked at me, with a nonchalant shrug. “You look pitiful when you cry. I mean,I understand how you feel. It is very sad when someone you love throws you away because of the mate bond thing. Then again, you might not even be a real wolf. And that’s why he chose me over you.” Jenna said and I stood up angrily.

I asked no one in particular. My breath trembled. “This hasn’t happened before to be stressful,” I said. “It has to be.” I mean, anyone in my shoes will be exhausted and stressed. I planned Damien’s humiliation and his downfall. I triggered Tailor's breakdown and possibly her death, even though I’ve managed to convince myself that I had nothing to do with it. I just told her the truth she needed to know because sooner or later she was going to find out. I had even risen to be the Alpha of Greymoon pack faster, and no Luna in the history of werewolves has ever become an Alpha of a pack, especially after being rejected by her mate.

And that brief moment of relaxation coupled with all I'd been feeling made me feel conscious of how exposed I was. It felt like the breeze was reaching under the fur of my wolf and tingling all the nerves on the edge of my skin. My wolf purred, relaxing under this strong gaze and urging me to do the same. "He's scary," I shivered in my head as I urged my wolf to run. Alpha Kane was after us. But she gave me a reply that absolutely stunned me. "Mate," she growled in warning and stepped closer, to rub off her scent on him. "What the fuck?!" I screamed, trying to get her out of whatever daze or magic spell this wolf had cast on her. We didn't know his name, neither did we know which pack he was

My mother wasn't comfortable with our match, but she was too afraid of my wolf to oppose it. "Joe Met Nila when your grandfather passed away. He was the Alpha of the Wilde pack, and everyone loved him. A lot of women threw themselves at him, both human and wolf. One day on his way to a meeting at night, he saw a woman being attacked by vampires in an alley. Around that time, humans were being kidnapped and sold. So he knew they might not be after a bite. He rushed to help her, and that was when he discovered she was his fated mate. Her name was Nila, and he doted on her. Coming from a rich family herself, she doted on him too, and we all believed they were in love. It was against the pack ru

Why is there a feminine voice when it's just me and Dorian here? I didn't speak and Dorian didn't look like he did too. So, who is this person? 'That will be me,' the voice spoke again, replying to my every question. Who are you? I asked aloud. 'I'm Joanne. Your wolf.' I have a wolf now? I asked the obvious. I mean, I still can't wrap my head around the fact that I have a wolf standing in my place. Now, there's a voice in my head claiming that she's my wolf. Like I really own a wolf now.

I had stolen her boyfriend after all. “Jenna, what are you doing here?” Felix asked, giving my hand a squeeze. “Came to find my boyfriend” My wolf let out a low growl in my head and I could feel my free hand starting to shake. “I came to you this morning and told you-” Felix started but Jenna cut him off, “You said you found your mate. Really Felix? She’s your mate? Squirrel girl? You’ve got to be kidding me” Felix let out a low growl, his wolf clearly not liking the fact that someone was talking ill of me. If I wasn’t trying to control my wolf from not ripping Jenna’s face off, I’d be smiling.

"Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself. Jenna is my chosen Luna, and our bond has been blessed by the Moon Goddess herself." "Jenna experienced betrayal. The fault lies with dishonorable wolves who failed to recognize her worth. She is the victim of others' poor character, not someone to be shamed." "I feel only sympathy for her suffering. How could I possibly find fault with her?" Whether Alex spoke from genuine feeling or strategic positioning, in that moment he provided exactly what I needed—a path forward and perfect justification. I raised my head and faced the wolf I had devoted eight years to, feeling nothing but contempt.

But I was. "I am sorry." I kissed his forehead. "I have been such a stupid fool." Laying next to him I put my hand on his chest and tried to hug him as carefully as possibly, by not touching his wound. I closed my eyes as I recalled what Jenna told me about wolves and their mates. And trust me, I have never been this petrified on making a discovery as this before. Not even when I learned I was rescued by an alpha from a factory that sold human females for wolf males and their recreation. What Jenna told me was like a risky walk through a cul-de-sac of a haunted and abandoned old city.

The minute we arrived, she was determined to make her presence known and get us to see her as a potential mate. Jenna is an attractive she-wolf. She has light blue eyes and long blonde hair. She is about 5’10 and thin. She is a typical Alpha’s daughter, you can say. She is used to being important and idolized. I hate to say that ‘humble’ isn’t part of her design, though her father doesn’t know that. She is very skilled at being two different people. She was always very sweet and demure around her parents, but when they were gone, then her true nature shined through. I glance around the waiting room, but Jenna is nowhere to be found, much to my joy. “Thank you so much for allowing us to come

“Even you do not get to come between a wolf and his mate; that is a crime on its own.” That took me by surprise. “Mates? You don't seem like mates; neither of you marked each other, and your female here seems to want to disappear to a world where you do not exist. But why don't I confirm from her if that is true?” The female has been silent since I bumped into them. eyes cast down like she had given up fighting and accepted her fate. She looked so broken. The urge to wrap her in my arms and make her feel safe was annoyingly clouding my senses.