Taking What's Hers [Jenlisa Adaptation]

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 շԴ

Lisa Manoban

I watched Jennie continue to fight with her father who easily had the upper hand. He was advantaged in almost every way, he was bigger, stronger, older and with age came experience which Jennie's dad had no trouble in showing off. He taunted his daughter, easily attacking her at any given opportunity which disgusted me.

It was as if I could feel every attack as if I was Jennie herself, the pain pulsated through my body and the insults tugged at my heart. I was feeling every bit of Jennie's pain as if it were my own.

My family's hold on my arms was relentless, it didn't seem to matter how many times I tugged or twisted my body into awkward positions they easily adapted and called more people over to hold me back. I knew it was just as hard for them as I was for me. Jennie was family, she had become so close to everyone that it was just as hard for them to watch.

I hated them for holding me back and not allowing me to run to the aid of my mate. It went against every instinct in my entire being to watch from the sideline's as Jennie fought for her life. I should be running to save her, to protect and kill the bastard who easily raised his hand at his daughter. She was stupid to have challenged her dad. I was angry that she had put herself in danger and when this was over I was going to make sure she knew it.

My wolf growled, snarling and thrashing against those that held us back as Jihoon's elbow came down onto Jennie's back causing her to crumble to floor in pain. My wolf wanted out, to escape my mind and protect her mate.

A challenge wasn't to be taken lightly and now that the rules had been set it would be wrong to go against them. Jihoon knew exactly what he was doing when he stated that it was a fight to death. If I were to intervene there would be serious consequences and Jihoon would win and decide the fate of those who went against the rules, no matter how hard it was to watch Jennie suffer the result of my interference would be far worse.

"You need to let me go." I snarled, my voice barely recognisable as my wolf was now more in control.

"Lisa," my dad began, his voice was strained and I could see his eyes darkening as he too suppressed his own wolf, "Jennie's a strong girl, she knows what she doing."

My dad was right as Jennie demonstrated what he meant as she now turned into her wolf, shocking the crowd that had come with her dad. It was clear that they hadn't known Jennie was was a wolf. My scent almost overcame Jennie's since we'd mated and so it was easy to mistake Jennie as still being human.

It was clear to see that Jennie's wolf was now in control. She viciously began to attack her dad who had once stood so confidently in his wolf form. I felt pride sweet within me despite my anger of the situation as I watched my mate attack, she was deadly, each move swift and precise leaving no room for error. She was attacking on instinct and using her size to her advantage.