AVA'S POV
“Mate?” Zach repeated, confusion written all over his face as he stared at me. That single word, the only thing he had said all night, left me even more confused.
How could I be mated to Zach Storm? The only son of the renowned beta of this pack, and me—a nobody. At that moment, I didn’t know whether to feel excited at the thought of being mated to the most popular guy in school or terrified by the look Vanessa was giving me. It was as if I had committed a crime.
“There’s no way!” Tracy shouted, looking horrified. “That’s disgusting, Zach. How can you be mated to her?”
Zach said nothing, just kept his eyes fixed on me as he slowly rose to his feet and began walking in my direction. Fear took over me instantly. What was he going to do? Surely, he wouldn’t break the bond—finding a mate was rare, and everyone wanted one—but still, what was he planning?
“Zach, this is ridiculous. She’s disgusting!” Vanessa intervened, jumping to her feet and hurrying toward him, trying to get his attention. “There’s no way you are seriously okay with being mated to her.”
“Just shut up, Vanessa. You never know when to be quiet, do you?” Zach snapped, stunning everyone. Vanessa took a step back, shocked by his glare.
“What?” she said, baffled, before scoffing and crossing her arms over her chest. “Did you just tell me to be quiet? For that thing?” But he ignored her, keeping his eyes locked on me. I lowered my gaze, unable to withstand the seriousness of his stare.
What kind of twisted game was the Moon Goddess playing with me, and why choose today, of all days, for this?
“Raise your head,” I heard Zach say, his voice soft yet firm with command. I swallowed hard and lifted my head to meet his eyes.
My heart skipped a beat, having him so close. I had only ever watched him from a distance, so being near him now brought strange, indescribable feelings. “The more I look at you…” he trailed off, and I felt my heartbeat quicken in nervousness. “The more I think the Moon Goddess must be crazy.”
What? His words sank in, confusion filling my mind. “Making you my mate? What was she thinking?” Zach continued, and in that moment, I felt my heart clench painfully, tears stinging my eyes.
I glanced back at Vanessa and her friends, all barely holding back laughter, their faces smug. Zach looked at me with disgust before turning away. “Imagine the Moon Goddess telling me *that* is my mate and expecting me to just accept it. What the hell?” he muttered, bewildered. I wished the ground would swallow me up right then.
He turned back, his gaze mocking. “What is this thing I am supposed to be mated to? Her wolf smells just as pathetic as she is,” he sneered. But he didn’t stop there. He pulled out a wad of cash, tossing it directly in my face. “Come on now, stripper. Get naked and dance for us—I just paid you more than you are worth.”
Tears slid down my cheeks, but they were nothing compared to the pain tearing through me. If this was a heartbreak, it was unbearable. I never wanted to feel anything like this again.
“Come on, Ava, you heard him,” Vanessa said, walking towards me with a smirk. She tried to yank my coat off to expose what I wore underneath, but I struggled against her. She immediately got angry, and slapped me hard, making me stumble to the ground. I held my stinging cheek, consumed by both sadness and humiliation.
The tears kept flowing. The hierarchy in the pack left me powerless, giving people like them the freedom to treat me however they wanted.
“Look at me,” Zach commanded. I didn’t want to, but his voice grew colder and more intimidating. “*Look at me!*”
With shaky hands, I slowly looked up at him. Zach bent down to my level, his gaze locked onto mine. Then suddenly, he grabbed me by the hair, pulling so hard that I winced in pain. His voice was filled with hatred as he spat, “You don’t even measure up to a bug in my world, so you thinking you can be my mate is beyond ridiculous.”
Then came the final blow: “I, Zach Storm, reject you as my mate.”
My heart shattered instantly as he said those words. A sharp, piercing pain tore through my chest, so intense I could barely breathe. That was it—I was done. Without caring about anyone or anything, I rose shakily to my feet and stumbled out of the room, the laughter of my tormentors ringing in my ears.
I left the club and broke down, crying so hard it felt like my eyes might burst from the tears. “What is this pain?” I whispered, struggling to understand the crushing ache in my chest. Was this what breaking a mate bond felt like? It was unbearable, like I was going to die.
Going home wasn’t an option that night. Instead, I found a nearby alley and curled up there, letting the night pass with nothing but tears.
When morning finally came, I forced myself to go home. But as soon as I walked through the door, a slap across my face greeted me. I met my stepmother’s furious gaze with a glare of my own, anger stirring beneath the hurt. My attitude only seemed to fuel her rage.
“Look at me like that again, and I’ll rip those eyes out,” she threatened. My fists clenched at my sides, the urge to hit her flaring up, but I held myself back.
She sneered as she said, “Do you know how much those people paid to have you perform privately? And you ruined it. Do you think I would be able to get that kind of money if I decided to wake up one day and just sell you?”
She took a deep breath, her gaze hardening as she said, “I don’t have time for you today. Go clean up, and by tonight, you will be going to her house to finish what you couldn’t yesterday.”
“But I don’t want to…” I began, my voice shaking.
“You don’t have a choice!” she shouted, her voice echoing through the house. “I am this close to putting you on the streets where you belong, so you better straighten up.” Her eyes ran up and down me, full of hatred. “Now get out of my sight.” I said nothing, just glared at her before walking past.
Up in my room, I decided I was done with tears. Exhausted from staying out all night, I soon drifted off to sleep. But the peace didn’t last long—my stepmother's knock on the door woke me, reminding me it was time to go back to that life she forced on me.
I couldn’t do this anymore. I needed to find a way to escape, at least long enough to gather some money and make a plan. The thought of facing Vanessa again, and this time in her home, filled me with dread. What could she possibly have in store for me?
The taxi finally pulled up to the address I was given. I stepped out cautiously, my heart racing with fear. I had never been to this part of the city before, where only the rich and influential of the pack lived—naturally, Vanessa’s territory.
I reached the massive mansion, knocking gently on the door. Seconds later, it swung open, revealing Vanessa’s smiling face. “Oh my, I didn’t think you would actually come. Please, come in,” she said sweetly.
I swallowed hard, clenching my fists as I entered. I knew she was the Alpha’s daughter, and provoking her could ruin my future, but I couldn’t help shooting her a glare.
As I stared at the mansion’s grand interior, I couldn’t hide my amazement; everything looked pristine and extravagant. Vanessa smiled at me, her eyes glinting with malice. “Today, we are going to have even more fun than yesterday. Are you excited? Because I am,” she said, laughing as she led the way. I followed, knowing her idea of fun meant more torment for me.
The music grew louder as we walked deeper into the house. Neon lights hit my face as we stepped into the backyard, where a massive pool party was in full swing. Nearly everyone from our class was there. My eyes scanned the crowd, landing on Zach, who was seated with a girl perched on his lap. They were deep in a kiss, and for a moment, I felt nothing but pure heartbreak and maybe disgust. I quickly looked away.
What the heck was she planning? I wondered, watching Vanessa head over to the DJ, whisper something in his ear. The music stopped abruptly. Vanessa took the mic and began, "Thank you all for coming to my birthday party tonight..."
Wait. Birthday party? Tonight was also Vanessa's birthday?
"And I want you all to meet Ava. I am sure you all know her—our very own stripper," Vanessa continued, her voice one of pure amusement. "And as my birthday gift, she's agreed to give us all a private show tonight. So, is everyone excited? Because I know I am."
Cheers erupted, and the crowd began chanting, "Strip, strip, strip!" I shot a glare at Vanessa, who smirked back at me, clearly proud of herself.
There was no way I was going to get naked in front of all these people. Absolutely not. "Come on, Ava, give us some entertainment! If you want, we can pay you," Vanessa said, her comment making the crowd laugh. Anger ran through me as I clenched my fists. There was no way I would let myself be humiliated like this.
Phones were already out, cameras pointed at me, recording as if they were all waiting for me to give in. Vanessa strode toward me, mic in hand. "What are you waiting for? I paid you for this. Get to work," she said, her voice cold.
"I'm not doing this," I replied, shaking my head. "You can't make me."
"Oh yes, I can!" She snapped her fingers, signaling to someone behind me. Before I could react, two large men grabbed me, holding me firmly as I struggled against their grip. Vanessa walked closer, an evil glint in her eyes, reaching as if to tear my clothes away.
At that moment, something snapped inside me. Enough was enough. I kicked Vanessa, hard, sending her tumbling backward into the pool. I stomped on one of the men’s feet, making him release my left arm, and swung at the other, landing a punch to his face. He let go too, stumbling back in surprise.
I felt intense pain in my fist, but I couldn’t worry about that now. I needed to get out of there, fast. "Get her!" Vanessa's voice screamed from the pool, but I took off, not daring to look back.
There would be consequences, but I would rather face them later than strip for an audience of phones and gawking eyes. I sprinted through the mansion, yanking open the door and darting outside, glancing over my shoulder to see the guards on my heels. I turned back around just as—
Thud. I collided with something solid, falling to the ground with a groan. "Ouch..." I muttered, rubbing my temples. When I looked up, I froze. Three pairs of eyes stared down at me, their expressions cold and unreadable, as though they were studying me.
My heart stopped. I didn’t know why, but there was something about them. My wolf stirred inside me, that familiar, indescribable feeling taking over me.
"All three of them," my wolf spoke suddenly.
All three of them what? I asked, confused.
"All three of them are our mates.”
AVA'S POVI had heard of second chance mates. The odds of an alpha falling in love with an omega and marrying her were way higher than the chances of finding a second chance mate. In fact, the chances of the moon goddess herself getting married to a wolf were still better than ever finding a second chance mate.It was a miracle, something that only happened maybe once in a thousand years—well, for our pack, at least. And yet, somehow, I had a second chance mate. Not just one. Three.I sat there on the floor, staring up at them, wondering what god had woken up one day and decided to spend thousands of years crafting the most beautiful work of art I had ever seen. They all stood around 6'4". The one on the left had the most stunning green eyes, with rich brown hair styled just enough to make me want to run my fingers through it. His chiseled face looked like something out of a painting, each feature perfectly set.The one on the right... I wanted to say he was the typical handsome blond
Ava’s Pov“Can you get in the car?” Zayne asked, his piercing silver eyes locking onto mine. Just looking at him made my wolf stir. Something about him felt different from his brothers—was this the mate bond everyone talked about? I wasn’t sure, especially after last night. I hadn’t had time to figure anything out before I was being chased by whoever Vanessa, their insane sister, had sent after me. “It’s okay. No one’s going to hurt you. Please, get in,” Steve said softly, his gentle eyes meeting mine as he took my hand. The moment his hand touched mine, a strange sense of calm came over me. It felt like I could tell him my darkest secrets, and he wouldn’t judge me for any of them. His hand was soft yet firm, grounding me in a way I didn’t expect. My wolf stirred again, even stronger this time, just from the brief contact. I didn’t want him to let go. For some reason, I felt like I could trust him—unlike his brother, Zayne, whose stern and unapproachable look made me uneasy.
Ava's Pov My hands brushed over my lips as my mind kept replaying what had happened in the car. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard I tried. I paced back and forth in the massive room I had been given, trying to calm myself down. The memory of Iris leaning in, the way my stupid self had actually closed my eyes, waiting for the kiss, haunted me. “I’m so stupid!” I groaned, throwing myself onto the bed and letting out a deep sigh. How had I ended up in such a ridiculous situation? The brothers had assumed I was exhausted—and honestly, I was—so they had shown me to this room and told me we’d have a proper conversation in the morning. Now, I've been left alone for hours. At first, the TV had been enough to distract me, with different interesting shows playing. But eventually, boredom crept in, and my thoughts drifted back to Iris. The way he had touched my face, the way he had almost kissed me. It was all I could think about. But none of that mattered. I nee
Ava's POV. My breath hitched at his question. Did he truly want an answer to that? Should I tell him that I wanted him to let go of everything holding him back? “Ava…” He whispered, igniting a slow burn deep inside me. “Should I let go?” He repeated, and before I could say anything in response, something warm flicked against my neck My body stiffened as realization hit me. It was his tongue on my skin. A strange heat that I had never felt before rose within me as he traced a slow path from my nape to my collar. He pulled his lips away moments before pressing them against my collar. He began sucking gently on my collar. I had to bite on my lips to stop a moan that threatened to escape. “You're so beautiful,” He whispered. His voice was filled with desire as he slowly pulled the strap of my dress down and kissed my bare shoulder. The slow nibbles became rougher and sent shivers down my spine. My heart began pounding loudly that I was sure he could hear it. I was losing myself
Ava's POV. Were the triplets just pretending to be nice so they could crush me right after? Were they just deceiving me? I glanced at Iris again and wondered if I had misinterpreted the smirk I caught on his lips or if I was overthinking things. “Iris! I’m talking to you!” Vanessa yelled again and snapped me out of my thoughts. “Just shut up and get off my phone!” He retorted coldly. “Iris, I know you aren't stupid enough to be with a common stripper—”“I don't see anything wrong with being a stripper. It's a job and doesn't make someone less of a person. Stop your backward thinking!” He defended me. “You don't know what you are talking about!” She snapped. “Disconnect call,” Iris said, ending the call. I suddenly became confused. He smirked at her words but still defended me. “Don't take what she said to heart,” He whispered, facing me. “I'm used to it already,” I stuttered, looking away from him. “Don't worry, she won't bother you at all,” He muttered, his voice confident
Ava's POV. I didn't know how I did it, but I summoned the strength and struggled to my feet. Without wasting a second, I resumed running, and this time at a faster pace. I couldn't risk getting caught. I refused to die like this. I might be a poor and ridiculed stripper, but I still had dreams.Although those dreams seemed impossible, I still wanted to fulfill them. “Someone help!” I screamed, tears flowing down my cheeks. As I turned a corner, I realized that I had reached a dead end. There was nowhere else to run. I stopped for a moment and glanced around. I felt this sudden relief when I saw a door. I just prayed it was open; if not, I was good as dead. As I rushed towards the door and was about to grab the doorknob, it suddenly flung open. I gasped and almost fell back, but a pair of firm hands grabbed my waist. A forest-like scent, particularly sandalwood, wafted through my nostrils. It felt so calming and soothing to my soul. “Ava,” I heard a deep but soft voice that mad
Ava’s POV. “Ava, wait!!”Their voices chased after me, filled with urgency and confusion. But I did not stop. My heart was slamming against my ribs as I ran down the stairs. My legs were shaking, but I was determined to put as much distance between us as possible. I could not face them. I could not be their mate. That is not possible, especially when Vanessa's stare is lurking behind. Everything about their behavior felt like a mistake, like a cruel joke, as if the universe was playing a trick on me. People like them were not supposed to be connected to people like me. They were strong, important, and came from a world I didn’t belong to. Meanwhile, I was barely surviving, treated like trash by everyone around me. The moment I reached my classroom, I rushed to my seat, forcing myself to take a slow breath. My hands were still trembling as I placed them on my cheek. My finger was cold despite the warmth in the room. I glanced around, my chest tightening when I noticed Vanessa's s
Ava’s POV I felt a sharp pain stabbed through my head the moment my eyes floated open. A groan slipped from my lips, my vision swimming in the haze of darkness, shifting between shadows. My body felt heavier than usual, and I fell asleep, extremely weak like I had been drained of all my energy. For a moment, everything was a blur. My mind struggled to process what happened. And then it hit me hard. The moment I was grabbed, the sound of footsteps, and then after that, I saw nothing. It was blank. A chill ran down my spine as I tried to move, only to feel resistance. My wrists were bound tightly behind me, the rough rope cutting into my skin. I twisted my hand, whizzing at the friction bound against my flesh. My heart quickened against my ribs, my breath coming out in short gaps. The room felt cold. I shifted slightly, feeling the hard, gritty floor under me, dirty and stone-scrambled against my leg. And the uncomfortable pleasure of the floor told me I had been here for a while.
Zayne’s POVGetting ready for the Alpha’s birthday party wasn’t anything new. We’d been to countless events like this before, and they always felt the same. Crowds of people, fake smiles, and endless bows and praise that didn’t mean much to us. But this felt different because it is our father’s birthday.Irish tightened his cufflinks while Steve adjusted his tie, grumbling under his breath.“Do we really have to wear these?” Steve asked, tugging at the collar of his shirt.“It’s not like we have a choice,” I replied, slipping on my jacket. “Let’s just go, get it over with, and leave.”
AVA’S POVAs we arrived at the pack, I could tell right away that something big was happening. Even before we stepped inside, the energy was different, louder, more chaotic. People were everywhere, rushing from one side to the other as though they were all on some kind of important mission. The place was crowded, packed with cars and unfamiliar faces, and from the way people were dressed, it was obvious they were prominent.Before we could even enter the hall, two guards stepped in front of us, blocking our way.“Invitation letter,” one of them said, his deep voice making it clear that no one was getting in without it.Sarah quickly pulled hers out from her purse and handed it to them with a brig
Ava’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