All Chapters of The Alpha's Scorned Bride: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ava's POV Half an hour later, the cab stopped outside Nora’s building. The moment Nora opened the door and saw me standing there in my evening dress, her expression immediately darkened. “Goddess me,” she said. Her sharp eyes scanned my outfit. “You went after Clarke again, didn’t you?” Her face radiated concern. She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “Ava, that man is nothing but trouble. Going after him alone is dangerous.” Her eyes searched my face anxiously. “Did he recognize you?” I shook my head. “No.” I slipped off my shoes and stepped inside. “I wore a face mask,” I explained. “I got him drunk.” I exhaled slowly. “I almost had him talking.” For a moment, the frustration tightened my chest again. “But then Victor showed up.” Nora’s brows pulled together immediately. “Victor again?” she muttered, clearly irritated. “What is he after this time?” Her eyes swept over me quickly. “Did he hurt you?” I shook my head again. But Nora’s hands had already clenched into fis

Ava's POV Victor didn’t answer. He simply lifted his coffee again and finished it slowly, as if my question didn’t matter at all. The quiet stretched unbearably long. Finally, he set the cup down. “Jasper gets out of school at five,” he said. My brows pulled together. “Make sure you pick him up.” The command landed like a stone. “I’ll be home for dinner.” And that was it…no explanation..no answer. Nothing. Victor stood, adjusted the cuff of his robe, and walked upstairs. A few minutes later, he left the house. Only then did the tension drain from my shoulders. I sat there at the dining for several minutes, staring blankly at the table. My mind was a tangled mess. It wasn’t until May stepped out of the kitchen that I realized how long I’d been sitting there. “Madam,” she asked gently, “what would you like for lunch?” Her voice snapped me back to reality. “Anything’s fine,” I muttered. My thoughts were still spinning. May hesitated, shifting slightly as if unsure whether t

Ava's POVThe moment the masked man lunged at Jasper, my wolf roared. Instinct took over before my mind could catch up.He grabbed Jasper’s tiny frame and tried to shove him into the black van. My claws itched, my teeth bared and my body moved on its own.I sprang from the car, jamming my hand in the van door to block it. Pain shot through my fingers, white-hot, but I ignored it. My wolf coiled with fury, ready to leap through me. I yanked Jasper’s little leg back with all my strength.“Who are you? Let him go!” I shouted, my voice raw, my teeth gritted.The man barked a curse, shoving me with terrifying force. My back slammed against the asphalt, but I clung to Jasper’s arm like a mother wolf protecting her pup. His tiny feet kicked wildly, striking me, but I didn’t let go. Not for a second.Frustration twisted the man’s movements. He kicked me hard in the stomach. I gasped, pain flaring, but used the moment to scoop Jasper up into my arms, pressing him against my chest. My wolf snar

Ava's POVVictor stared down at me with those sharp Alpha eyes that could make even seasoned warriors lower their heads.My wolf shifted uneasily beneath my skin. I swallowed hard, forcing my breathing to stay steady.“He doesn’t see me as his mother anymore,” I said quietly. “And I gave up custody in the divorce papers. Of course he’s your son.”Victor shrugged, the corner of his mouth lifting in that infuriating smirk that used to make my heart race… before it started breaking it.“Oh?” he said lazily. “Then why were you risking your life for my son? Since when did you become so selfless?”My wolf bristled.I pushed the irritation down and shot back, “I’ve always been like this.”His scent was too close, wrapping around me and making my pulse unsteady.“And seriously,” I muttered, lifting my hand weakly to push at his chest, “back up a little. I can hear you just fine.”The moment my right arm moved, pain exploded through it. A sharp gasp escaped me.My wolf whimpered inside my mind

Ava's POVI sat propped against the pillows in the hospital room, a book open in my hands. My arm still ached where the bones were knitting back together. Ever since my time in prison, my wolf's healing abilities have slowed drastically.I was halfway through a page when my wolf’s ears twitched.Someone was standing at the door.A familiar scent drifted in. It aas Jasper..My heart squeezed painfully, but I kept my eyes on the page. From the corner of my vision, I could see him lingering in the doorway.Small and hesitant.A backpack hung over his shoulders like he had just come from school. His scent carried nervousness… and stubborn pride.My wolf stirred softly. Our pup…she said. I forced her down.He stayed there for a long time, shifting his weight, clearly waiting for me to acknowledge him. I didn’t.Eventually, his patience snapped.He stomped across the room toward my bed, his little boots thudding loudly against the floor.“I’ve been standing there forever!” he burst out, his