Alpha Bianchi’s Sweet Ava
My mother’s words rang in my ears, loud and clear: “Never trust a pack wolf. They will betray you one day.”
I didn’t know how long I stood there, paralyzed by shock, as the crowd began to disperse. Soon, I saw Jacob walking toward me, his expression shifting to irritation. “What are you doing here, Ava?” he snapped, anger flashing in his eyes.
A sarcastic smile crept onto my lips, masking the hurt that threatened to spill over. “Surprise,” I replied, my voice steady despite the ranging emotions inside me.
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