Ava's POV William and I arrived in Casablanca in Morocco and we decided to take a stroll and explore the a e before retiring to the ship. “Oh William!” I called. “William! I want to try those!” I pointed to a bunch of native snacks piled up at a store. They looked delicious. “William, I want them please,” I begged. “They look delicious. let us go,” he said and we walked over to the store and selected a bunch of snacks and ate. “So tasty,” I said with a full mouth. “What next?” “We try out those ones,” he said pointing to another mouth watering food at another stall. “Oh my, William, I can not wait!” I sampled different foods, one stall after the other. “Be careful or you will get sick,” William joked and I blushed. “it is my honeymoon, I can eat whatever I want,” I demanded but then, I felt a cramp in my stomach and stopped right as I was chewing. I looked up to meet him watching me with amusement. “What were you saying?” I dropped the snack. “Maybe you are right. I will ju
William's POV“Good morning Ava,” I greeted her, setting the tray of bread on the bed side table.She squinted her eyes adorably and yawned, stretching lazily. The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow through the window, around the room and enhancing the features of Ava's face and her curvy body.“Good morning, William,” she said in a tired voice and sat up. She then smiled at me for a while as I adjusted the food on the tray. “You look really handsome today.”I raised the corners of his lips to a smirk and brought the tray to her.She turned to look at me wide eyed, her long beautiful hair was a mess but it still looked beautiful—she still looked beautiful. Like my perfect Ava.“William, breakfast in bed? You did not have to,” she said with a loving voice.“But I wanted to,” I replied, smiling at her, gratitude evident in my eyes. “And you deserve it, Ava.”She sat up and let me feed it into her mouth.“It tastes like the spicy bread we ate yesterday. Did you
Ava's POV I am Ava, the daughter of the Blue River Clan Alpha, Robert. Members of our Clan address him with all sort of titles from a simple "Sir, Lord, My Liege," to even more absurd words in our native language that sound like short songs, "Hahaha...funny bunch, " but to me he's just daddy. To the public, he's stern and commands immense power within our Clan, I think some of those folks even fear him. My father is a wise and kind wolf who has always been there for me. He loves me deeply and spoils me with gifts, but sometimes I feel suffocated by his love and protectiveness. We have a close bond, but I can't help but feel a longing for something beyond the walls of the Blue River Clan territory, I have not been out of our little village since I was born and I am nineteen years old. My father has always been a source of comfort and wisdom for me, there was a time when I was still a cub when he had to tell me something that would change my life. It was a dark and stormy night, and t
Ava's POV The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the tent and enhancing the features of the wolfman I woke up with, whom I had no clue of. "Little wolf, what's your name?" His words pierced my heart as I tried desperately to free myself from his arms. "I asked you a question," he demanded, a playful grin forming on his face as he wrapped his arms tighter around my body. It felt as if a python was holding me captive with no intention of letting me go. "What's your name?" He repeated. "I don't want to tell you," I said, my voice barely audible. "Please, let me go." He did not release his hold, instead pulling me closer to him. "Come now, little wolf.” His voice was low and seductive. "I want to know everything about you, and your name is the first step. Do you really want to keep me in the dark, sweetheart?" I struggled futilely, clearly I was no match for his strength. "My name is Ava," I blurted out in all the frustration, aware that I had just g
Ava's POV "My lady, Mia is waiting for you in your bedroom," the maid informed me. As soon as I got to my room and spotted Mia lounging casually on my bed, I felt some familiarity and peace. "Hey!” She smiles widely at me. “Really, I didn't see you again last night after we danced together at the festival.” She stood up and began walking over to where I sat on the bed, taking a seat beside. "I know what you must be thinking and you don't have to worry. I told your father you were assisting some female wolves with errands, or else he would have been searching for you everywhere." “Oh my, thank you so much Mia.” I heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed as of a burden had been taking off my shoulders. “Goodness knows what would have happened if you didn't tell my Dad. Thanks.” She waves off the gratitude then her face turns serious. "But really, I've been so worried sick about you?” She puts my hand in hers. “So, princess Ava, do you mind telling me where you were last night?" She rai
Ava's POV "The Blue River Clan and the Shadow Clan are two distinct wolf tribes, each with their own unique characteristics and ways of life,” Daddy had said one of my childhood nights as he tucked me into bed. He had made it a part of my nightly ritual as a young girl. “The Blue River Clan is known for its isolation and our desire to maintain a peaceful existence far away from other wolf clans. We live a solitary existence deep within the forest, avoiding contact with the outside world as much as possible." He’d stroke my hair carefully. "The Shadow Clan, on the other hand, is known for their exploration and adventure. They roam far and wide, seeking out new territory and discovering new challenges. They are skilled warriors and known for their bravery and fearlessness.” "The leaders of the Blue River Clan and the Shadow Clan have been sworn enemies for generations,” he would sit on the bed, next to me, caressing my hair softly. “You must know these things my daughter. It's import
William's POV I caught up with Thomas in the tavern. He was a tall, muscular male wolf who had served as my beta for many years. I needed his help and I knew he was always up for an adventure. "Thomas, I need your help with something," I said, taking a seat at his table. “Yes sir, anything.” The enthusiasm in his tone never got old. I smirked and began, reclining, "Well, I met this girl… she was small. It was at the Luna festival. And since we spent that night together, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her.” I stopped and looked at him. “I need to find her again." He grinned and drained his ale, nodding his head. "Ok ok, just give a little description and I'll locate her in no time." "I like your confidence.” I praised him. Then, thinking back to that night, I tried to picture her once again. “She had on this beautiful white silk dress with pearls and roses embroidered on it.” I paused, realizing. “Can we ask the merchants if they sold any dresses that match that descr
Ava's POV "What are you two doing here? I told you both not to approach the meeting room," Daddy interrupted with his typical authority. As William continued to stare me down, a sick feeling formed in the pit of my stomach. I remembered how my Dad had embarassed me publicly when I was little. “Why aren't you in the house?” He had yelled once. “What are you doing running around these woods?” he had scolded another time. “I thought I asked you not to do that? Why can't you listen to your father and obey?” he had shouted again a few years ago. I thought he'd eventually stop but here I was now, being humiliated in front of a lot of people—in front of William for that matter. I flushed red, feeling embarassed for myself. “I'm sorry Daddy, I shouldn't have come here,” I tried to calm his anger. He ignored my apology, still angry from my disobedience. "Don't you know yOi shouldn't enter this hall during a meeting, young one?” His voice boomed throughout the hall. “I'm sorry Daddy,”