Todos los capítulos de The Alpha's Scorned Bride: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Ava's POVI didn’t wait for anyone to react. I walked out of the VIP room and didn’t stop walking. Not until I was far enough away that even my wolf stopped listening for their voices.For five years, I had believed, foolishly, that taking the fall for Laura would make them change their ways toward me.I believed they would have even a fragment of guilt and treat me better.But that didn’t happen.My wolf paced inside me now, low and restless, but not furious. She was just tired.And then there was Victor. My supposed mate.Even now, the word felt like a mockery when I said it in my mind.For some reason, I had expected him to stand up for me and at least stop my family from bullying me.He is an alpha, after all. Alpha of the Moonshadow pack. They are all his subjects. He could have easily ordered them to stop, and they would have.Instead, he had stood there, silent, like a statue carved from indifference.I had received three slaps and countless words.And he did nothing.Maybe he

Ava's POVA figure broke from the shadows before I could properly register her scent.It was Nora. The next second, she collided with me, her arms locking around my shoulders with force.“Ava…” Her voice cracked against my ear. “This is all my fault. I should’ve protected you. I should have stopped you from going onto that stage.”Her scent was frantic now, fear layered over anger. My body stayed still in her grip.It was dark outside. She hadn’t registered my wound yet. I tried so hard to hide it.Nora took me to her house. On our way, she recounted how security had prevented her from following me backstage. She had been ushered out of the concert hall with the rest of the audience.She mentioned that when I finally called her and asked her to go home, she decided to remain outside because she had heard the break underneath my voice, despite how steady I had tried to make it.When we finally got home, Nora was able to see me properly. As soon as she did, her hands went still as her g

Ava's POVBefore Richard’s attack could land, Victor moved forward.A deep, commanding growl ripped from his chest as his own wolf surged to the surface.The shift was immediate and violent.Bones cracked, clothes tore, and power exploded outward from him with intense force.Silver-gray fur burst through his skin as his body expanded, his muscles coiling with lethal strength. His transformation was smoother than Richard’s, but no less terrifying.Where a man stood, now stood a wolf just as large and just as deadly.Richard’s wolf collided with Victor's in the air.“Nora, we need to stop them,” I said to Nora, who now stood beside me, watching the scene unfold.Richard and Victor were a tangle of claws and teeth, their snarls and growls tearing through the night as they crashed into the dirt. Richard snapped wildly, driven by rage, aiming for Victor’s neck or his shoulders, anywhere he could tear flesh.Victor met him head-on without hesitation.Their bodies slammed together again, the

Victor's POVWhen I returned to the room, the first thing I noticed… was her.Ava. She was asleep beside the bed.For a moment, I just stood there, unmoving, my hand still resting on the door handle.She had curled up close to Grandma, a thin hospital blanket barely covering her. Her body was angled protectively toward the bed, like even in sleep, she was guarding my grandmother.And my jacket… it was tossed aside on the sofa, crumpled and abandoned like it meant nothing.My wolf gave a low, displeased rumble.Of course she didn’t keep it.A bitter exhale left me as I stepped further inside, closing the door quietly behind me. The room was dim, the soft hum of medical equipment filling the silence.I picked up my jacket, brushing my fingers over the fabric for a second longer than necessary before setting it properly on the armrest.Then I sat down and pulled out my laptop, deciding to do some work. It was a way of keeping my mind busy and keeping it from brooding over things I had no

Ava's POVVictor watched me carefully. Then he asked,“Have you ever wondered why your parents favor Laura?”I didn’t answer the question. I just looked at him, waiting to hear what he would say next.His scent carried something restrained… frustration, maybe. Or something deeper he wasn’t letting surface.“It’s because you’re always speaking so coldly,” he continued, his voice even but edged. “So harshly. Acting like the world owes you something.”My wolf stilled.“Laura’s genuinely kind,” he added. “She has defended you countless times. How can you treat her like this?”There was silence.Then I crunched another candy, biting down hard on it. Sweetness flooded my mouth, almost cloying.I tilted my head slightly, meeting Victor's gaze.“So you’re saying I popped out of the womb talking coldly,” I said calmly, “and that immediately ticked off my parents?”A faint, humorless smile touched my lips. “Wow. I must be a genius.”For once, Victor had nothing to say. He just stood there, his