Novels by Ava

KAEL'S POVI watched as they all made worthless bids on her."Claim her." My wolf urged." Twenty million coins."Silence. Absolute silence. Every head in the room turned to me, whispers erupting. The Alpha King. King Kael. The recognition, the fear.She was worth more than being with this hungry wolves.The auctioneer, momentarily stunned, stammered, "twenty…twenty million ! Going once… going twice… Sold! To the Alpha King!" He proclaimed."Bring her," I commanded, my voice flat.One of my hefty guards moved forward to drag her. She flinched as he grabbed her arms. "Careful," I warned. There was no gentleness in my tone, only a warning not to damage my property. They released her, pushing her forward. She stumbled towards me, her legs weak, her eyes still glued to mine as if I was an enemy."Walk closely behind," I ordered. She obeyed, though her steps were hesitant, her body trembling.Jayden was waiting outside, his expression full of disapproval. He had followed me, . "Kael," he b

AVA'S POV"Please," I pleaded. My limbs were numb, my body a gallery of bruises. My sore fingertips traced the strange mark on my left wrist. The memory of the previous hours trooped in. That morning...that morning after my birthday. I tiptoed into the house through the back door of our house. My head was beating drums, the consequences of my careless drinking. I hugged my arms around myself, trying to appear nonchalant, as if I hadn't spent the night in a bar all curled up with a total stranger, a bartender. Shame burned my cheeks. I’d barely managed to slip inside when a mocking voice broke the peaceful morning . “Well, well, Who do we have here?” My heart sank. My stepsister, Nina , stood in the hallway, her arms crossed, a smirk twisting on her not so pretty face. My stepmother, Kasha, emerged from behind, wiping her hands looks like she just had a party in the kitchen. She was wet with sweat. The dignified Luna tried cooking, I bet the entire Kitchen has been given a make

KAEL'S POV"Reject her and you reject us." My wolf snarled.I slammed my fist hard against my study desk. " Silence!" I commanded my wolf, though the word was barely audible even to my own ears. It has been a constant headache since my encounter with our fated mate.Fated mate.The very words tasted like ash in my mouth. A Luna needed to be strong and resilient for the pack. She needed to exude power, command respect and lead thousands of warriors at ease. And my fated mate? A daughter, abandoned and wolfless, cast out from her birthright. How could she protect the pack, stand by my side in battle or command the respect of the elders and the entire pack? It was an insult to my lineage, to my pack. It was a weakness.I pushed back my chair. The study room, a sanctuary of power, felt like a cage. Bookshelves filled with ancient texts lined the walls, maps of territories, old battle strategies and pack histories."A Luna who can inspire, not merely exist," I muttered to the empty room. "

AVA'S POV "Honestly, Ava, do you think they know it's your birthday?" My subconscious mind spoke every word a dagger to my wounded heart,"even if they do what difference will it make?" I pressed my face deeper into the pillow which has entertained lot of my sorrowful tears. Twenty one, twenty one years of breathing, of existence in this magnificent yet cruelly cold house, and tonight, like every other night, I remained invisible. Forgotten. My own birthday is a joke even though it's on the Pack's moonlight party Downstairs in the pack house, the music throbbed. Laughter, bright and beautiful faces, colourful attires, heavy face makeup, enviable relationships was the logo of the day. Everyone dressed for the attention. The scent of expensive perfumes and aroma of various delicacies drifted up the stairs. A view of a world I was forbidden to touch. My father, the Alpha would be down there, the jovial host whose daughter lives in an attic. What an irony! I needed, needed,