All Chapters of Ava: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Training with Ezekiel was something else. He refused to take no for an answer, and after this demonstration, she was glad. She thought he would go easy on her for some reason, maybe because he couldn’t hide how much he wanted her in his bed.But he was relentless. He was worse than her father. When she had tapped out for the last time, and Ezekiel released her from a hold, she was both impressed and pissed off.She sat breathlessly on the mat in a smaller training room in the training centre. Her whole body ached, but not in the way it had been aching after ‘training’ with the coach. She felt like she was finally doing something productive again, but hated that she hadn’t won against Ezekiel even once.Ezekiel walked back to her with two bottles of water and handed her one before he sat in front of her, leaning against his knees. She gratefully gulped down her water before looking at the Alpha. He hadn’t even broken into a sweat; she was the only one panting like crazy.Ezekiel studie

Training with the coach was different. It was her first one since the coach had graded and separated them, and she had been left with all the students that the coach thought were hopeless. He didn’t try to hide that he thought they would all fail. He said it to their faces several times before he left them to fight each other without a clue what was happening while he went to another class. Most of them didn’t even know the correct formations for basic moves. Ezekiel was still there, quietly circling the room but since everyone here was scared of him, it didn’t help the situation.It felt almost criminal to keep winning. Her body was still sore from the morning, but she wasn’t exerting herself as much during any of her matches.If the mock evaluations were as tough as Ezekiel said they would be, then none of them stood a chance. She hated agreeing with the coach, but he was right about this. She wished the academy would do something about this, but it was apparent they didn’t give a

Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. Claire lying dead in the forest. Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. Claws ripping through so many bodies. Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. The vampire, witch and werewolf circling her, ready to rip her apart.She sat up with a jolt and saw the darkness in the room. She was sure she had left the light on again, but... Her heart pounded out of her chest as the darkness seeped through the windows, inching closer to her. The sticky, burning feeling covered her whole body, licking her skin like she was still in the forest. She was paralysed on the bed, unable to jump off and run to safety. She felt the tingles start rippling through her body as the pain increased, almost like the day Claire had been beating her up in town. She wanted to scream, but her throat wasn’t working. Her breath was stuck in her lungs.The darkness inched closer and closer, ready to swallow her up. She couldn’t go back into it. She wouldn’t be able to escape a second time.Light f

Ava went to her lessons that day and the day after with all her anger fuelling her. She was grateful that the other students left her alone since that display by Zeke and his pack in the cafeteria the other day, but even that was pissing her off.So she had begged them to stop making her life hell and they didn’t listen, but one word out of Ezekiel’s mouth and suddenly even the teachers weren’t saying anything to her? In training, the coach hadn’t insulted her a single time, even though she could see in his beady little eyes that he was itching to do so. Then Ezekiel informed her that her detentions had been moved to allow her to train a little longer for the mocks. The dean had supposedly agreed. Bullshit. Utter bullshit. When the coach blew his whistle to signal the end of the session, he told them to try not to die during the mocks and left the room. She shook her head as she headed to grab some water. “Ava.”She turned to watch Zeke approach. It was funny how she had become les

Ava tried to stay awake because she was curious about what Zeke had to say. Would he try to justify his rotten attitude? And if he did, would she mindlessly follow everything he said?And she was constantly thinking of when she would be able to see Mr Patrick again. With Zeke moving her detentions and being around her all the time, she couldn’t get away to find him. How could he help her get out of this? How was she supposed to prepare for the Council?Could anyone prepare for the Council?But her tiredness caught up with her, and she drifted off to sleep.When she woke, dawn was breaking, and she was nestled against a warm, hard body. She felt the tingles start in her body and shot out of bed immediately.That was not happening again!Zeke’s eyes were open, and he popped himself up onto his elbow to look at her. He had an amused smile on his stupidly handsome face.“Your bed is too small for me. You really need to move into my room,” he said.Sleep made his voice huskier, and parts o