All Chapters of COME BACK OF THE SCARFACE PRINCESS : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ava's POV Cade stared at me with a confused expression."I don't know exactly what I have gotten my Pack into, and I would appreciate it if you explained.""Oh, yes," I nodded. "It's pretty easy. I will be using your influence to encourage others to join me."Cade tilted his head in confusion."You do know that we barely have any influence, right?"I nodded calmly."That's the reason I came here.""Then, what are you talking about?""Are you the weakest Pack in the region?""No," he replied."There you have it," I shrugged. "To some Packs, even you are untouchable enemies—or at least enemies they would lose to. We can intimidate or encourage them into joining our cause.""Then, what happens after that?""I will use you a few more times, and then we use our numbers to encourage others. There is, in fact, strength in numbers.""So, basically, you are trying to form an alliance?" an elder asked."An alliance, huh?" I said as I mulled it over. "This is a bit more than an alliance. An all

Dravin's POVI froze for a few long seconds before looking up at Soren in pure shock. He looked just as shaken as I was. "She isn't dead?" "Apparently not," Soren said, his voice a little nervous. "She hasn't changed either.""How?" I asked. "Didn't I give her enough?""I don't know, but she's back, and she wants to speak to you. She said it's urgent.""Who's Avala?" Camilla asked. I had forgotten she was in the office. "No one you should concern yourself with," I said coldly. "Leave.""What?" she asked, confused. "I thought you've forgiven me.""This is no time to throw a tantrum," I hissed. "Get out."Camilla opened her mouth to talk, but my glare shocked her silent. She seemed a little conflicted, but her fear eventually gave way as she grabbed her things and headed for the door, which Soren already held open.Once she was gone, I turned my attention to Soren. "Get her in here now."Soren nodded and followed after Camilla, leaving me to my thoughts. How was this possible? I

Ava's POV The talk with Cade and his council went as planned. A little better than I thought, actually. I expected that they would be more insistent on getting benefits, but they were quite reasonable about it.At least, Cade was. Now, I had to find a way to contact other Packs before I left. I only had a few more days left before I returned to the Sulk Pack. I needed at least three Packs under my belt to help bolster Cade's defense against Blood Moon's attack. With that in mind, I was out of the Pack the next day and headed for a different Pack. Just as I expected, the skepticism about my status died down whenever Lyanna showed her overwhelming strength, and the mention of Cade's Pack made the next few Packs easier to convince to join my alliance. I even convinced a few Packs which were a little more powerful than Cade's. For those Packs, I used my overwhelming number to my advantage and soon convinced them to join as well. There was only one more Pack I needed to score before

Ava's POV I had mixed feelings coming back to the Sulk Pack. On one side, it was the first home I knew after my death as Ava. Tumultuous and unwanted as it was, it was still the first. I met Lyanna here, the head maid, Hannah, and a distant but pleasant Soren.I belonged here. On the other hand, I was not only forced here, but the Demon Alpha who dragged me here hated me with a passion—or at least I think so. It was a bit heartwarming to be coming back, but also heartbreaking since I knew I wouldn't be staying. The very reason for my reincarnation was revenge. If I didn't accomplish it, I could barely call my second life worth it. I needed to make them pay. Lyanna rode with me, and she was a lot more quiet than she usually was. She has never been talkative, but today, it felt especially tense, like she was trying to compose herself. "What's wrong, Lyanna?" I asked softly. "You've not been yourself for a few days now." She nodded as if acknowledging the fact before she spok

Ava's POV The discussion with Dravin, Soren, and Avala lasted quite a while. We talked about a lot of things, but it always kept coming back to the same thing. What in the name of the damned goddess were the Outlanders planning?Dravin didn't seem particularly worried about it. He was as nonchalant as ever when talking about it—dismissive, even. That didn't bode well with all three of us, but he didn't care. When we said all that we needed to say, I decided I'd had enough of the discussions and just needed rest. Soren seemed to have picked up on that, as he also advised that we all get some rest for now."Elora, you wait behind," Dravin said as he turned back to his work. "Again?" I groaned. "Can't we talk about this tomorrow?" He said nothing in response and simply focused on his work until I had taken his silence as his answer. An undesirable answer, to be honest. "With that out of the way," he said as he pushed his documents to the side, "I want to see you tonight."I took