Ava Williams has fallen head over heels over her charming prince and best friend, Axel. So imagine her disappointment when she realizes her fated mate isn't Axel, but that one playboy in her school named Hunter Ysrael, the future alpha of a rival pack! 19 year old Hunter Ysrael had always looked down on wolves of her rank. When he discovers his mate was none other than an omega from his rival pack, he couldn't wait to get rid of her. But when Ava proposed to be the first to reject the breathtakingly handsome, god-like future alpha Hunter, he is filled with an unyielding determination and desire to turn the tables and make Ava fall in love with him no matter what. However, it turns out that Ava has other dreams of her own. The night brings surprises not only for Ava but her family tree as well as the structure of the wolves' societal order. As she struggles with finding her true identity and dealing with unexpected extraordinary powers, an evil force from the past comes back to haunt the wolves and to seek vengeance from the werewolf kind. It is said that only a white can save them from those corrosive, dark magic wielding demons, but until now the prophesized white has yet to be found. Everything changes for Ava when she learns her true identity, and the purpose she was made to serve in this cruel world. She has a lot to lose if she does fight but a lot more if she doesn't. A story of divided loyalties, love, magic, and survival.
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I covered my ears, rolling my eyes irritably as I sat with my friend Amy in the school cafeteria. Amy nudged my arm with her elbow and whispered, her eyes still fixed on that famous playboy quarterback of our school, Wolf Academy. "Hey girl, look who just arrived. It's Hunter Ysrael from the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack!" I felt Amy's fingers trace my chin and force my face toward his direction."Uh-huh. Phenomenal." I said sarcastically before removing her fingers that were gripping my chin. Amy tsked at my reaction but her eyes were still glued to him, watching him from the distance with dreamy, heart-filled eyes.All these teenage she-wolves were going crazy on this one douchebag. Seriously, what is so special about this guy? Sure he is the son of Alpha Mason of Cruelcrest Hounds pack but I don't see him as anything more than that. I never spoke a word with him, never looked at him in the eye, never stole him a glance. I am not interested in good-for-nothing dickheads like him who don't even care about a woman's feelings. The douchebag walks in confidently with two different she-wolves clinging to both his arms, grinning ear to ear with no trace of shame nor embarrassment on his annoying face.I roll my eyes again and munched on my large cheeseburger, totally unladylike, I know, but I didn't care. I like the way I am. Although I am not like those other thin, sexy she-wolves around my age, I was completely fine with having a little more meat in my chubby muscles. I wasn't that fat, or should I say, I wasn't obese. My kind of chubby was the curvy, even sexy kind that always turned their heads. So to say, I was deemed 'hot', as the boys liked to call it. I have been told that I was perfect, and beautiful just the way I was, and plenty of guys have even asked me out for a date. Some proposed to take me as their chosen mate. Like duh. I don't want that. Unless of course, it was that certain someone who was giving me the offer. The boys who asked me were either too childish or too narcissistic, although they were all good-looking males. I turned down every one of them without a second thought. Why? Because I only have my eyes on one of my best friends, that certain someone named Axel Jeremy from the Sombermane Band Pack.I heard Axel had just sat down on the chair that was facing me. I fixed my eyes on the cheeseburger and took another large portion of it into my mouth."I think you would want to slow down a little, Ava. I don't want my best friend choking on her delicious cheeseburger." Axel chuckled and then smiled at me gently. I immediately slowed down and did as I was told. I brought my eyes up to look at his handsome face and simply nodded.I suddenly thought that through the years, Axel was becoming more and more handsome and toned. He was wearing a tight white shirt under a blue denim jacket, paired with the same color of denim pants and white rubber shoes. He had long dark brown hair that reached only up to his shoulders. He pulled it up to a neat and tight ponytail today. On most days, he would usually let his hair loose, and comb it thoroughly, and sometimes he wouldn't. His tanned body and huge muscles have done it all for me. Every time our bodies accidentally touch while taking a group photo or being stuck in a crowded place, my body would freeze feeling his stoned muscles on my skin. He had cerulean blue eyes that looked bright and warm and dreamy and kind, never arrogant or cocky like Hunter Ysrael.I heard the girls scream once again. They were screaming so loud that it hurt my sensitive hearing. Unlike other werewolves, my hearing was more extreme. So extreme that I could even hear everyone's private conversations all at the same time. I consider it a special ability of mine to be able to use my strong hearing when and however I wanted it. I can choose to block out people's voices, noises, and sounds I didn't want to hear, especially if they were noises that only talked about that playboy Hunter. I got tired of hearing about him all day from everyone's mouths that once I hear someone speak his name, I immediately block out that person. Why is this guy in all these people's conversations anyway? Don't they have a life?"So, are you one of them?" Axel's voice startled me, making me almost choke on my cheeseburger as he predicted.He must be talking about those girls swooning over that douchebag, that huge dickhead who was whispering something in one of her girlfriend's ear. I frown at that image, I have already wanted to rush to the bathroom and puke."Ew, no!" I slapped Axel's arm. It seemed to me that what I just said made his eyes light up wonderfully. Oddly, he looks relieved. But I didn't think anything deep about it. Probably because I didn't want to expect too much and regret it thereafter.Axel was sketching on the table in front of me. He was covering it up while glancing at me now and then as though I was gonna snatch his drawing any moment. Axel had always been good at sketching. I saw only one of his sketches accidentally, and his work was pleasant and truly breathtaking. Sometimes, I suspected that his sketching was more than just a hobby. He must be a person who loves the arts extremely. The school bell rings, marking the end of our one-hour-long lunch. Axel glances up at me from his sketchbook before closing it with his two hands. I raised my eyebrows, wondering what he might be sketching this time. "Remind me again what's our next class?" Axel asked.I squinted my eyes at him. Up until now he still hasn't noted down our schedule and subjects even after asking for a reminder for the 223rd time."History. The teacher who attended our class last time was Mr. Gordon, remember?"Axel held his chin up while thinking deeply."Nah. I must have fallen asleep two minutes after he started talking. His voice was always monotone and insufferably boring!" Axel remarked, and I couldn't help but agree. Mr. Gordon was a boring teacher. There is nothing any one of us can do to change that though. He is the way he is, and all we need to do is focus and listen attentively to avoid a failing grade.My Dad had been giving me warnings about my grades lately, and I don't want to mess it up or my father will kill me.So Amy, Axel, and I entered the room one after the other. I was the last one to enter the room. Unfortunately, this is the one class I get to listen to all the girls swoon over Hunter Ysrael.While I was dreading the fact that I needed to be around the douche today, I haven't noticed everyone was staring."You're late." Mr. Gordon glared at the three of us."Sorry, Sir." We said in chorus."All of you find a seat."He demanded before turning his head back to face the chalkboard. Amy and Axel immediately found a seat in different rows in the room, and I was left standing there alone. I scanned the room for a vacant seat, only to regret it after as there was only one seat I could sit on.The one right in front of that dickhead we were just talking about.Hunter Ysrael from Cruelcrest Hounds Pack.HUNTER’s POV Nevermind, I thought to myself, bringing my full attention back to Ava who had just stripped off her clothes before flinging her large melons against my chest as she jumped at me, startling me with an intense, hot kiss as she plunged her tongue inside me, claiming what was hers. Suddenly, she pulled away, her hands grabbing onto my shoulders as she rocked her hips against my now hard-on. Licking her lips, she let her hand fall between her thighs and I watch her slip a finger into her wet, slick cunt. I groaned, enjoying the unexpected show as she thrust her finger in and out of her pussy when she said, “Fuck me. Now.” Her heat sparkled in her eyes and I knew then what I had to do. Excitement filled her eyes as I shoved her to the bed, making her lay on her stomach as I bend her over. “You ready?” She moaned, the sound pleasing to my ears as my own heat rose to the surface. There goes my answer. With my hands on her hips, I positioned myself before slamming deep into
Chapter 68HUNTER’s POV“You’re going to be alright, Ava, I promise,” I whispered, lowering my head to her ear.I watched as her eyes closed slowly, her body growing limp in my arms.“Shit!” Brock cussed beside me, his eyes on Ava who had just fallen into a deep sleep.“You need to move fast, or else she’ll be stuck in a coma,” he tells me, panic settling in his eyes.I nodded and raced to her door. Bursting into her room, I strode to her bed, laying her down carefully. Her breathing was heavy and I watched the rise and fall of her chest as Brock came bursting through the door, along with a few others.“What could be done? Tell me!” Theo snapped, grabbing Brock by the collar of his shirt.Making sure Ava is lying comfortably on the bed, I went to grab Theo and haul him across the room and off Brock. His back crashing against the wall before he let out a grunt.“Calm down, let him speak,” I said calmly and slowly for Theo to hear.His wife hurried to help him up, and Theo glared at me.
AVA’s POV Ignoring the throbbing in my head and the unfathomable heat burning me inside slowly, I steadied myself by leaning against the sink. I was in the kitchen helping mum with the dishes. Right after Brock and his mate, Syria, came in the boys suddenly decided to spend the night drinking beer after dinner, including my Dad. Syria hugged me right when she saw me, tears forming in her eyes. “I am so glad you made it,” she whispered and I can’t help but notice the happiness in her tone. I smiled, hugging her back. “I’m a dragon, remember?” I giggled. Mum ushered them insider, demanding they eat the food served at the table. I shook my head, seeing as Mum never did change. She’s still the same mum I knew since I left, and I wished for a moment it will stay that way. Quickly after dinner, Amy and Axel had to go, saying they had been called to their packs to talk about their mating ceremony. I hugged them both with tears in my eyes. I was so happy for them. After they bid me good
Chapter 66HUNTER’s POVIt hasn’t been easy convincing Zane to free all the nightcrawlers and give witches back their own will. They are people, too, and he had no right to keep them behind doors when their eyes are looking out the window. They want freedom. Ava, no, Valkerie, wants peace. I’m sure Ava would want the same thing.I could say that much when I spoke to her dragon the first time. She claims to be the first dragon, and judging by the strength of her aura and magical sphere, a new term I picked up from Brock who’s still waiting for us back at the pack house, knowing him shaking his dragon ass would shake the entire pack.When Zane refused to give them back their freedom and break the spell he cast upon nightcrawlers, or should I say the last few dragon shifters, I stopped to think when an idea popped in my mind.---Two days ago“How about we make a deal, then?”Zane stopped, in the middle of his conversation with Sabrina, before he turned around facing me.“What kind of de
AVA’s POVA knock on the door startled me awake. Jolting up from the bed, I squinted, rubbing my eyes.Hunter groaned beside me. Turning to look at him, I stop to admire his chiseled body and handsome face. He looks vulnerable when asleep, yet a warrior clearly resides in him.Another knock came, pulling me out of my trance.“Hunter, wake up,” I nudged him. Looking at his bare skin made me look down to see myself also butt-naked.“Mmmmm,” he groaned, mumbling something incoherent.A few more nudges and he still wouldn’t budge.The knocks were getting louder, and panic sets in knowing we were in my room, alone, and naked.“Hunter!” I yelled, anger and frustration rising in my tone.His head snapped awake and looked around the room, blinking.“Someone’s at the door,” I finally said and his eyes looked over the door.Not waiting for his reaction, I got up and quickly chucked a simple white shirt and jogging pants on before walking to the door.I wonder who it is.Glancing over my shoulde
AVA’s POV I could feel the tip hitting my cervix painfully. But it’s the sort of pain that makes you feel hella good leaving you begging for more, which I did.“Ah fuck, Hunter!” I growled, as he continued to destroy my pussy with his long tongue. I feel something rising, and I chased that feeling while rocking and rolling my hips against him.“Faster… deeper!” I demanded and he obeyed in an instant.A crazy good, delicious sensation washed over me as I felt my hip buck, my legs shake as my orgasm tore through me. I moaned when I felt my cum squirt directly into his mouth, and he took it willingly. I hear him gulp my juices down his throat before he leans in again, licking and nipping at my sensitive clit.I felt my whole body relax on the soft pillows of my bed, suddenly aware of the sweat sliding down my back as I let out a satisfied breath.Hunter poked his head between my legs, and I giggled. He licked the last cum off the corner of his lips before crawling over to me, kissing me
AVA’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, I blinked. The feel and ambiance of the room seems quite familiar. There is no mistaking it. I am in my room? I jerked up on the bed when I hear someone groaning right beside me.I whip my head and see Hunter, without a freaking shirt on, laying on his stomach with his face buried in the pillow when he slowly tilted his head and looked at me. He squinted his eyes and I frowned.“What happened?”The last thing I remember was that I shifted into my dragon, and then everything went black.He murmured something incoherent as he tried to keep his sleepy eyes open.“What?” I leaned closer to hear his words clearly. Except when my face was inches away, he pulled me back down to lay on the bed before snaking his hands around my waist, pulling me closer so that my back is against him. His arms wrapped around me as he hugged me tightly, I can’t move.a“I said come back to bed,” he murmured softly. His voice sounding like a soft whisper as he purred into my ear.
Chapter 62AVA’s POVNot taking my eyes off her, the woman who helped rescue me before I heard Hunter also came to my rescue, I turned around landing my eyes on Zane.Prophecy or not, there is one thing that needs to be done here.“You have killed my parents, taken my pack, and now witches including my kind here are suffering in your hands,” I gestured to the crowd.He raised a brow at me.“What are you implying?”Letting go of Hunter’s hand, I took a step forward towards him. I warned Hunter to stay back, noticing he was quick to react and wanted to block me from him again, but I do not want that.I can fight my own battles. I do not need a man to protect me.Hunter nodded in understanding but remained close.After making sure Hunter is in control, I turned back my attention to Zane who’s looking at me now with a more serious expression.“The nightcrawlers,” I said.A collective gasp filled the air as if I have said something taboo. I glanced at them.So even they are not aware of wh
AVA’s POVValkerie played her memories as she made her own negotiations with Zanicus.“This isn’t good. The prophecy would not be fulfilled so long as Zanicus holds onto his obsession with Coraline,” she’d said to me.I snapped my head up at her words. “You knew her?”Valkerie hummed, “She was my master before you, Ava,”My eyes grew wide at the revelation. Coraline was a dragon shifter? What’s more, I learned another thing about Valkerie.“if you were alive and was even Cora’s dragon counterpart, that means you’re an immortal soul. I read that you can choose your own counterpart, so why choose me?”For a moment, she paused.“You’re a lot like her,” she said, a smile in her voice.“What, because I am her reincarnation?” I asked, wanting to roll my eyes.“She’s a hybrid, just like you. And because she was not only a witch and a dragon shifter, she’s a vampire as well. That’s what made her powerful, and feared by the alpha king himself. But she didn’t think she was that powerful, just l
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