All Chapters of Alpha Bianchi’s Sweet Ava: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ava Rossi - POVMy heart was pounding like a drum against my chest, while a smile stretched across my face like a warm sunbeam. I marveled at the vibrant bouquet of wildflowers I had carefully plucked for Jacob. Today marked our third anniversary, and Jacob had promised that he would finally introduce me as his Luna. The thought sent shivers of excitement down my spine.Even though Jacob had said he would pick me up later, the clock seemed to move too slowly, and my eagerness got the best of me. I decided to surprise him with an unannounced visit when I felt the excitement bubble within my chest as I made my way to the border of the Red Moon Pack.As I approached, I spotted a few pack warriors standing guard. “Ava, what brings you here today?” Mike asked, his brow furrowing in curiosity.“I came to see Jacob,” I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies swirling in my stomach. Mike's gaze fell on the bouquet, and I could sense the unspoken questions lingering in the air. No one

Ava Rossi - POVIt took me an hour to pack everything I needed. Each item I placed into my suitcases felt like a piece of my past, a memory I was trying to carry with me. Once I was done, I dragged the three suitcases down the stairs and set them by the main door. I paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as I looked around the house one last time. I knew I wouldn’t miss the walls that had witnessed my struggles, but the memories—both good and bad—would linger in my heart.As I stepped outside, the cool air hit my skin, bringing a sense of finality with it. I made my way toward my car, quickly loading all my bags into the trunk. After securing everything, I locked the door and placed the key in the mailbox, so that my landlord could find it. Sliding into the driver’s seat, I took a moment to gather my thoughts before driving out of the driveway.A wave of bittersweet emotions washed over me as I left the town where I had spent most of my childhood. The streets were familiar, yet the

Alpha Lorenzo Bianchi - POV“This way, sir,” the bartender instructed as I downed my glass of scotch in one go. I felt the warmth spread through me. I glanced at the dance floor and realized Gabriel wasn’t there anymore, so I pulled out my phone and texted him before following the bartender.We walked down a dimly lit hallway, and my heart raced with anticipation and unease. After what felt like an eternity, he came to a stop in front of a closed door. He took out a set of keys from his pocket and opened the door, stepping inside while I followed him.The room was dark, and when the man flipped on the lights, my gaze immediately landed on the bed. There she was. She looked like she was fast asleep, and a frown creased my forehead. “She is sleeping?” I asked, noticing the nervous look on the bartender’s face.“You can wake her up, sir,” he suggested, but I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest. “Um, sir,” he continued, sensing my reluctance. I took out my wallet, grabbed a few hund

Ava Rossi - POVThe silence stretched between us like a taut string, ready to snap. I watched Lorenzo play with his food, his brow furrowed as he seemed to contemplate something heavy. Finally, he looked up at me, and his gaze pierced through the fog of my thoughts. “Well, this is the Crystal Moon pack.” His words sent a chill down my spine, making my blood run cold and my breath catch in my throat. The Crystal Moon pack isn’t just any ordinary pack; they are almost viewed as royalty among werewolves. Yet, like all things that shine, they have a dark side. Whispers of their merciless nature echoed in my mind, tales of an alpha so ruthless that he had beaten his chosen mate daily until she finally fled from his grasp. “Oh.” My voice was barely a whisper, and my heart drummed like a war drum against my chest.“You look a little pale. Are you all right?” Lorenzo asked, concern flickering in his eyes. I nodded, forcing a smile on my face.“I know your alpha doesn’t like rogues. I’ll be

Ava Rossi - POV“I don’t want to hear about this anymore, Gabriel. Just get out,” Enzo said, frustration lacing his voice. I stepped back from the door, the scrape of a chair against the floor echoing in the stillness, followed by the sound of Gabriel’s footsteps retreating. The door swung open, revealing Gabriel, his expression stoic. Without a word, he brushed past me, disappearing around the corner, leaving a chilling silence in his wake.“Ava, please come in,” Enzo called out, his tone shifting as he gestured for me to enter. Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I walked into his office, forcing a smile onto my face despite the turmoil within. “So, what brings you to my office?” he asked, genuine curiosity in his eyes.“I, um…” I hesitated, searching for the right words. Enzo was already burdened with his own problems, and I didn’t want to add to his stress. “Nothing, really. I was just taking a stroll and thought I’d look around the pack house,” I replied, attempting to sound c