Ava’s POV
Just as I heard him instruct his soldiers to get rid of me, I walked towards his werewolf soldier, racing my neck and waiting for the next judgment.
“Ava, what are you doing?” Neva, my wolf, screamed.
And as she tried to restrict my movement, I shut her down.
“You are going to die because you couldn’t get to the root of everything, Ava?” Neva started.
With my eyes closed, I ignored her words. “Kill me!” I screamed.
I could hear everyone gasping. I knew they were amazed at how courageous I was.
And to be candid, I didn’t know what came over me.
I knew going back to the city would only mean that I would be voluntarily going back to my bondage.
Aunt Jane was never going to let me go, and this would cause a war between humans and werewolves.
I’m sure Alpha Grindley wants so
