Ava has endured years of suffering at the hands of her greatest foe, Vanessa, and her malevolent stepmother. Just when she believes she has reached her breaking point, destiny steps in, leading her to bond with three of the pack's most captivating men. As she struggles to embrace this unexpected relationship, turmoil and peril seem to follow her every move. With her past looming ominously and the passionate cravings of her new partners igniting a fierce struggle within her. Will Ava summon the courage to rise above the chaos and embrace the love she never imagined she could have?
View MoreAva’s POV I wake up feeling strangely unsettled.Today is the Alpha’s birthday, but honestly, I don’t care. I wouldn’t even be going to school if not for the stupid assignment I need to submit. It’s a waste of time. Everyone is focused on preparing for the Alpha’s birthday party anyway, so no real lessons will happen. Two hours, maybe less, and we’ll be sent home.That’s the only reason I’m dragging myself to school today.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my red skin is now going back to normal, thanks to the three brothers; if not for the medicine they bought for me, I’d still be as red as tomatoes. I get dressed quickly, not putting too much effort into my appearance. My plan is simple: submit my assignment and leave. That’s it.I get dressed and rush out of the house. I’m not sure if Vanessa would be going to school but I don’t really care if she does. The walk to school was exhausting, and immediately I got inside the school gate, everything didn’t seem normal, and stud
Ava’s POVAfter asking them the same question for what felt like eternity and they refused to answer me, I turned on my heel and walked away, my thoughts beeping with why Vanessa had come to our house. I’m halfway up my room when my stepmom suddenly calls my name. “Ava.” My stepmom’s tone isn’t sharp, but something about it makes me stop. There’s a false sweetness in her voice, like honey masking poison. I hesitate, gripping the hem of my school uniform tightly before turning to face her.Her lips curve into a small smile, but her eyes… her eyes tell a different story.“Yes?” I say, keeping my voice neutral. I thought for a while if they wanted to answer my question, but with her facial expression, I know she’s not about to talk about it. My stepmom stood up and stepped forward slowly. I watch her carefully, wondering what she’s up to this time.“Do you still remember the Alpha’s birthday?” she asks.The question catches me off guard. I blink, confused. Why is she bringing that up
Ava’s POVI don’t wait for my stepmother to finish talking. Instead, I pull the invitation letter from my bag and hand it straight to her “I stayed longer outside because I helped Sarah collect this,” I say quickly, watching her expression.I know how much Sarah wants to go, especially since it’s an invitation from Steve.As soon as I say that, my stepmother’s expression changes. Her smile fades, her eyes darken, and she looks anything but happy. Without warning, she snatches the invitation letter from my hand, her fingers gripping it so tightly that it crumples slightly.“Sarah!” she calls out, her voice sharp and urgent.
Ava’s POVThe sun filters through the curtains, and my eyes flutter open slowly. It takes me a few seconds to realize where I am. This isn’t my room. The bed is too soft, the sheets smell different, and everything feels… unfamiliar. Then it hits me, I’m in Steve’s room.Memories from last night rush back. After everything that happened, Steve had left me here to sleep while he took the guest room. I let out a small sigh and sat up, rubbing my eyes. I feel tired, not just physically, but emotionally.I get out of bed and stretch a little before heading to the bathroom. I splash water on my face, hoping it will wake me up and make me feel a bit better. When I look in the mirr
Ava’s POVI stare at Steve, watching his face twist in confusion. He’s standing there, frozen, trying to wrap his head around what I just said.“Vanessa gave you the invitation?” he asks again, his voice slow, like he’s trying to make sure he heard me right.“Yes,” I say softly. “She even sent it to my house.”His frown deepens, and I see his jaw clench. He’s not just confused — he’s angry.“She sent it to your house?” He repeats it like he’s trying to convince himself that it’s real. His brows pull together, and I can practically see the wheels turning in his
Steve’s POVI was walking back from the pack, my fists clenched, my jaw tight. The Alpha had said something that really got under my skin, and I couldn’t shake off the anger. My mind was spinning with thoughts, and all I wanted was to get home, take a cold shower, and try to calm down. But that plan changed the moment I reached the front gate.There she was. Ava.She was sitting on the ground, huddled against the gate, crying. Her clothes were torn, her shoulders shaking, and she looked completely broken. My heart twisted in my chest, and all the anger I had been feeling vanished in an instant.I was surprised to see he
Ava’s POV“Let go of me, Zach!” I screamed, thrashing as hard as I could.His grip on my wrist tightened. “Stop fighting me, Ava. You’re my mate, and you belong to me.”“No! I don’t belong to you!” I yelled, shoving at his chest, but he didn’t budge. His strength was overwhelming, and the fear in my chest tightened like a steel grip.“Stop acting like this,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “I’m not going to hurt you.”“You already are!” I snapped, tears stinging my eyes as I tried to yank my wrist out of his grip again. “You tore my clothes, Zach! You’re hurting me right now!”He paused, his eyes flickering as if my words hit him somewhere deep, but it only lasted for a second. His jaw clenched, and his face hardened again.“You’re mine, Ava,” he said through gritted teeth. “You can’t keep running from me.”“I’m not yours! You rejected me, remember?” My voice broke as the memories flooded back. I could still hear his cruel words ringing in my ears. I could still feel the pain
Ava’s POVI stand there, frozen, staring at my stepmom and Sarah as their words sink in. A VIP customer is waiting for me at the stripper house.I feel like the ground just shifted beneath my feet. My stomach twists, and my hands clench at my sides. “Why can’t Sarah go instead?” I blurt out, unable to hold it in. I know it’s dangerous to talk back, but the words slip out before I can stop them.The moment I say it, my stepmom’s face twists in anger. Her fake smile vanishes, replaced by that familiar look of pure disgust she always has when she looks at me. “Don’t you ever say that again!” she snaps, her voice sharp and cold.I flinch but stay where I am.“Sarah will never be a stripper,” she hisses, like the thought alone is insulting. “She’s too good for that. You, on the other hand… You’re the one who’s fit to be a stripper. That’s who you are, Ava. You’re nothing but a filthy little girl who belongs there.”Her words cut through me like knives. I feel tears burning the back of my e
AVA’S POVSarah smirks at me, like she’s already won. I can feel my pulse pounding in my ears, and my chest is rising and falling fast, but I don’t care anymore. I’m tired of letting them walk all over me. Tired of being treated like I’m nothing.“You’re not getting this letter,” I say firmly. Sarah raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my sudden defiance. My stepmom crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing. “What did you just say?” she asks, her voice sharp and cold.“I said,” I repeat, more clearly this time, “I’m not giving you the letter. Vanessa invited me to the party, not Sarah. If Vanessa wanted Sarah to come, she would have given her the invitation, not me.”For a second, there’s silence, and I can tell by the way their faces twist with shock that they weren’t expecting that. Sarah looks like she’s just been slapped, and my stepmom blinks at me, trying to process what I had just said. “Sarah is Vanessa’s friend, she’d have given her the invitation letter if she wanted her.”M
AVA'S POV“Disgusting stripper…” I heard one of the students bark as what seemed to be a rotten, large tomato splattered across my face. Laughter erupted around me, fingers pointing and mocking. Tears filled my eyes almost instantly; every step I took toward this humiliation felt more painful than the last.The abuse didn’t stop there. More strange objects hit me as I stood frozen in place, the sound of their laughter echoing in the room. My suffering was clearly entertainment for them. I felt filthy—not just from the disgusting object they had thrown, but deep inside, I felt filthy too.“Why are you suddenly crying? Isn’t this your job? Shouldn’t you be proud of it?” Vanessa sneered in my ear, forcing me to walk down the hallway while holding up a sign that read: The Packs’ Renowned Stripper Ava.I bit down on my lower lip, struggling to hold back more tears. It was harder than I had thought. I couldn’t stand up to Vanessa; I knew that would only bring me trouble, especially since sh...
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