Ava’s point of view
As Ace and I drove home, an uncomfortable silence enveloped us. I could sense that his mind was consumed with various thoughts.
I understood his concern and Ace’s desire to dissuade me from attending the meeting. However, I couldn't shake my own insatiable curiosity to meet the Alpha of the Mountain Pack—the man who claimed ownership over me solely based on my birth in his pack.
It was the same pack my brave mother had fled from, sacrificing everything to protect me during my infancy. I felt a deep need to witness any words spoken, even if they were potentially offensive, as I believed it was crucial to experience it firsthand.
Ace, with his occasional struggles to control his anger, was worried that someone might disrespect me, hence his reluctance to have me th
