Ava’s POV

I have one resolution boldly pasted on my room wall.

It reads: Don’t you dare cry bitch!

Unfortunately, i bended that rule tonight. I cried and drank lightly. The lightheaded feeling and the annoying moaning coming from the next room beneath mine made it all worse. If Gale hadn’t betrayed me, we would have spent this night cuddled in each other’s arms after an intense fucking just as we do every anniversary but this time, I was alone in my bed tending to the wounds of my wasted four years.

“Ouch! Ouch! Oh my God! Fuck me right here ! Yes!” The moans intensified.

Dammit! Those swines! They could have considered my damn ears. The moaning from the room intensifies and when i could no longer take it, I brought out my headphone and played my favorite sound.

“Oh! This is helpful.” I said as I melted in the magic of the song. My face felt clearer and I decided I needed a mind stimulation. I brought out my laptop and scrolled through one of my favorite web novel stories. I opened the most intriguing book cover only to close and scroll past it,

Totally boring and cliche! How could a female lead be that gullible! The storyline is unbelievable.

I opened many more synopsis but, more of those stories popped up, the exact ones I hate. Damn these authors.Always giving the female leads up for ridicule just as I was in my real life tale.

Gale Finn, my ex boyfriend dumped me right before our four year anniversary. I thought it was love when he makes snide remarks about me not being good enough. I wanted to be perfect for him, I found out he liked strippers. I learnt how to dance like one but he dumped her right on my twenty second birthday.

Never again would I be a fool for love. I promised that to myself.

A knock sounded at the door and I rushed forward to open it. My neighbor stood there, in his shorts alone, his fucking erection sticking out.

“What?” I said raising a questioning brow.

“Hun….Ava, would you like to join us? I mean we could have a mind blowing threesome and….”

“Go fuck your wall Aaron!” I yelled and slammed the door on his face.

“Saucy bitch!” I heard him mumbled from the other end of the door. Not that I care about that loser but I just felt irritated by men’s arrogance. I dropped my soft ass on my bed and aggressively drew my laptop closer. As I logged into my web novel site again, a book currently on promotion graced my view.

“Her Alpha’s XL mate.” The title was obviously direct, I hissed and attempted to scroll past but an ad popped up blocking my way. I waited a split second for it to disappear and tapped the scroll button, unfortunately, the book’s first page opened and I read the first paragraph.

He rejected me coldly and I wished to die.

I paused, fresh anger surged in my mind. The female lead sounded so pathetic, I read on, the male lead sounded so arrogant. I tried to scroll but the plot kept pulling me in. It sounded so unbelievable yet relatable.

Rejection hurts but the weakness of the Luna made the story all the more annoying. I read another line.

I watched Alpha Killian from a distance playing hockey with so much enthusiasm, not caring that i existed.

Avie, the female lead sounded so much like a lost cause. I imagined walking into the scene and breaking Alpha Killian’s legs with a freaking hockey stick.

I read on to the second chapter, I wasn’t bored instead my irritation intensified. The author had done a terrible job already so I believe she deserved a bit of enlightenment and more importantly a feedback on the trash she published.

I typed ferociously, not even glancing at the keyboard,”

“Your work isn’t properly punctuated and…..” I stared at the book tittle. Asides some occasional mispunctuated words,

“If I were that Luna, I would make that Alpha beg on his knees—on and off the ice.” I typed bitterly.

I punched on the send button but the message stood strong on my screen, I was pissed and I punched it repeatedly but it didn’t go through. I checked my internet and to my displeasure, it was temporarily deactivated. I had to restart my laptop again, when I did, I searched ferociously for that book, I definitely have to give that author a piece of my mind.

The book came up as soon as I searched by tittle, I clicked on the comments, I was shocked, my comment stared me in the face, alone, unbothered and definitely the first comment the author has on the book. Someone had to tell her the truth and that person was definitely me!

I drew up my blanket to my chest and shifted my laptop to my bedside table. I yawned endlessly but I thought that I still needed to see though a better book, I lied to myself because I slept off on the spot.

My dream was blissful, the best escape to the happiest day of my life, the day I won an international hockey championship. My uncle stood in the middle of the crowd cheering me up, waving endlessly. It felt good to see his face despite he didn’t make it to that game in real life . Since he had died ten years ago, I was left to myself, I guess it was his way of telling that his soul was proud of me.

Soon after, the alarm blaring intensified, I was forced to open my eyes leaving behind my happiness.

“Click! Click! Click!”

A loud ringing noise sounded in my ears, I opened my eyes and blinked severally in disbelief. My laptop screen remained on, a bold red ink was displayed on the screen.

I looked closely and read the text out loud.

*BET*

My room swirled around in my face and I landed on my back. I was breathing heavily so I closed my eyes to steady my breathing. I opened my eyes and felt a strange coldness on my back. I was in a room, but not my room.

My eyes caught my reflection in a mirror opposite the bed.

“Arrrggg!”

Where the fuck am I and why the fuck do I look like this?

Author's note: hello, who loves a sassy female lead😍

Ava’s POV

“It is time Miss Lowell.”

A tiny feminine voice called from the hallway leading to the room I was in. I jumped up instantly and lost my balance.

“Ouch!”

My butt landed hard on the thick concrete floor.

Time for what? Probably breakfast! Let’s play along Ava, I am fucking famished.

“Avri!” Another voice screamed.

“I will be with you shortly.” I yelled.

I rushed over to the mirror again, disbelief lacing my expression. I checked out my appearance, I was dressed in a cloth that looked like a fucking potato sack and did nothing to flatter my curves. I raised up the dress and marched out of the door. Two females stood there, one looked well polished and the other, not so much.

“Miss Lowell, your sister will walk you down the hall.” One of the ladies said.

I took a look at my supposed sister but she looked away. I nodded my head affirmatively and followed them. The polished lady wore a scowl on her face but she remained silent.

Not that I cared! Isn’t she supposed to be my sister?

We got to the end of the hallway and the other lady dragged open a huge door, I leaned my head inside slowly and my eyes widened, there should be about a hundred people in there.

“Are we having a breakfast party?” I questioned suspiciously.

It was met with silence.

“Good luck Miss Lowell.” The woman said and turned to leave.

I scoffed, why would I need luck to dine?

“Avri, this is our family’s pride, don’t ruin it with your…..”

“What?” I questioned sternly.

“Never mind, let’s go.” She responded curtly.

We walked in, many eyes shifted in our direction. I remembered I was terribly dressed. I felt self aware but I managed to keep it together.

“Walk!” My supposed sister ordered harshly.

“You could as well lift me up like a fucking rag doll.” I responded sharply.”

She was taken aback but remained silent. We gently walked towards a podium. Up front my eyes caught that of a fine specimen of a man. His dark curly hair and playboy diamond shaped face got me mesmerized. As I took each step towards him, my heart fluffed, I wished I could fall and he would pick me up,

Damn Ava! Unfortunately , you aren’t Cinderella right now!

Fuck! I wasn’t even wearing golden shoes nor did I have a fairy godmother.

My supposed sister stopped, “This is as far as I can go, be the bride that you are.”

“Bride? What the hell?”

“Miss Lowell, we are waiting.” A man in a brown suit said calmly.

I lifted up my dress again and rushed towards the podium where that guy sat. He gave me a short look and my heart pounded again but he looked away.

“Alpha killian, it is time.” The brown suit man said to the man.

Alpha killian!

I am certain I knew that name, I looked round the room, the lights were flashing in my face, expectant eyes were on us. My suspicion was turning out to be real, I knew this scenery, Just as it was written, the mahogany door, the crest,

Now it all made sense that….

“I, Alpha Killian of the Silverfang pack, reject Avri Lowell of the Golden Dawn pack.”

Gasps rose in the air. Murmurs followed immediately from the audience.

I scoffed loudly!

This was the part where Avri was supposed to tear up and sob uncontrollably.

My ear picked the words from the crowd:

I knew he was going to reject her!

The moon goddess probably made some kind of mistake with this knot of fate!

Amanda would have been a better fit!

Damn! I remember each spiteful word thrown at Avri right there. Leaving it right now, she must have felt like dying on the spot.

I am definitely changing this part.

I took two steps closer to Alpha Killian who sat proud of his cruelty. I stared into his amber eyes and declared loudly.

“I, Avri Lowell of G…golden Dwarf pack rejects the heck out of you, Alpha Killian of Silverfang pack.” I pointed my finger to his eyes.

Another multitude of gasps rose in the air. I stared challengingly Alpha Killian.

The man in a brown suit rushed up to me and whispered in my ear.

“That is not acceptable Miss Lowell.”

“But is it acceptable that he brutally rejected me?” I shot back.

“He could because he is…”

“The fucking Prince Charming?” I sneered at the man.

I turned around to face Killian.

“Hey you! We are definitely having another face off.” I signed with my fingers to show my challenge.

Killian just stared at me in disbelief. I wasn’t going to say I didn’t like what I saw. He was as perfectly looking as he was in the story.

I knew how this story was supposed to go because I read it. You might be wondering how we got here, now let me help you clear the confusion.

I am Ava Lowell, and here I am, in my worst nightmare, dragged off to the webtoon world by the universe, into the very boring story I hated, and in the body of the weakest female character I have ever known.

I felt a hand dragged me off the stage, so I stopped her. Amanda, Avri’s sister, spoke worriedly.

“You ruined everything Avri! This was supposed to be our family’s pride!”

“Really sister! Aren’t you still sulking that Killian wasn’t your mate?” I said sternly.

Amanda’s countenance dwindled immediately, that made me happy seeing that the bitch gets a taste of her own venom.

I picked up my dress and made it for the food basket at the end of the hall. I picked up some cut white meat and munched hungrily on it. It tasted delicious afterall it was supposed to be my wedding day.

Being rejected by a mate was supposed to be the worse that could happen to a werewolf but not me. I was going to make Alpha Killian regret his decision.

I had just finished munching on the chicken when someone walked up to me. I stood up gauging her face. This part was strange, I couldn't think of it in the novel. Had my actions started to reframe the book?

“Avie.” She called out coldly.

Who is she?

I stood up and made towards her. I was going to ask of her identity but before i could,

“Gbam!”

She landed a smack across my face.

“Ouch! What was that for?” I yelled angrily.

“You are definitely going to die by my hand.” She threatened.

No! This wasn’t a part of the original script. Who the hell was this bitch?

The author is finally flipping the script in my eyes.

Was I truly going to die?

Author's note: Chapter 2 was basically Ava getting rejected, roasting everyone, stealing chicken, and then getting slapped like WiFi that stopped working 😭💀🍗. And honestly? She ate that; literally AND figuratively.”

Ava’s POV

“You are grounded for the rest of the month!” The scary woman shouted.

She opened Avri’s room door for me to walk in.

“Just grounded? I thought the plan was to kill me.”

She rolled her eyes and scoffed, “Kill you! what are you talking about?” She said with a confused expression.

“Never mind.” I said and cleared my throat.

I still have no idea where she fits in the story but I have been grounded in the past and the only one capable of doing that is my uncle that raised me. She must be Avri’s mother but damn! She is so gorgeous.

“Can i have more food brought up here, I mean, getting rejected had given me a ravaging appetite…mum.” I said with pleading eyes.

“Mum?” The woman gave me a disgusting look, “Don’t you see yourself? What stunning man in his right senses would choose a pig as his Luna?”

“And what is with the*mum* Avri, you don’t call me mum! What changed today?”

I have been caught! How do I escape this?

“Well, I guess I got emotional today.” I said and pulled down my expression. I tried to fake some tears unfortunately my tear gland was malfunctioning. The tears wouldn’t even form at all.

“Whatever!” She said and walked away after slamming the door on my face.

Now I was right back in the exact room where I had initially woken up.

I think I am done with my mission here, ofcourse, I had rejected Alpha Killian back. Now let’s return home.

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes,

Nothing happened!

Maybe I didn’t lay the right way, I turned around to my left..

A loud bang on the door brought me out of my foolishness. I reluctantly got off the bed sweating profusely. The stupid dress was too heavy and ugly. I made for the door and opened it.

Damn!

What a fucking dream come true. A whole fucking food tray. Avri sure was lucky, at least, she was born wealthy enough.

“The Luna ordered that I bring you food.” The maid from earlier said, “Accept my sympathy about your rejection, Alpha Killian is hard to impress but….”

I didn’t wait to hear her sermon, I was already tearing off the chicken flesh. Even in my worst imagination, I dare not be a vegetarian.

“If you need someone to talk to Avri, know that I am always available.”

Oh! Now it occurred to me. Avri would have been wallowing in self pity right now and getting consoled by some maid whose name I didn’t remember from the webtoon but as for me, I would rather continue devouring my chicken lap.

“Thank you, you can go.” I responded calmly. The maid kept staring at me before she finally walked away and slammed my bedroom door.

Ofcourse I didn’t remember her name from the webtoon but I knew she was Amanda’s spy, silly little snitch!

The first day was fun, so was the next and the next but after a week, it turned to premium tears for me.

When I was grounded in the past, my uncle was lenient enough to release me on the third day but here, werewolves were fucking mean parents!

I miss my life, I missed hockey and I desperately wished to return to my life. I do not mind my neighbors fucking and yelling every damn night, I do not care if i spend the next four years celebrating my heartbreak every damn night.

I give up! Totally.

I started searching through the room for anything, anything that could keep me busy. I hadn’t seen any of Avri’s family since Killian’s rejection, just the maids, i have no faintiest idea of how her father’s pack is dealing with this situation.

With more vigorous effort, I found out something, Avri had a fucking laptop! It hadn’t occurred to me in anyway, I mean, I knew this webtoon was of the modern setting but a laptop! A total game changer.

I might finally figure out my way home.

I switched the laptop on, thankfully, it was fully functional. I switched on the Internet and it connected to the family Wi-Fi, how amazing. I searched for the webtoon site.

I kept tapping my feet impatiently on the floor as it took forever to load, when it finally clicked, I drew my face closer to the screen to read its contents,

The search page doesn’t exist.

Wonderful!

I searched other webtoon sites including my shopping sites, all of them didn’t exist.

Back to square one.

I was pissed! Really pissed and I had to direct the anger to someone else. I hated Avri’s family for locking me up here, I hated Avri for being such a clumsy pushover but my greatest hate belongs to Alpha Killian, if he hadn’t rejected Avri harshly, I wouldn’t have made that damn bet and end up here in the first place.

In my story, Alpha Killian was the total villain.

After sulking for many more days, I started scrolling through the laptop, in order to understand this life better. There were so many interesting informations but my focus had been on pack politics and of course hockey.

I found out something interesting, Alpha Killian was a hockey captain of the Frozen Blades. An all male hockey championship team.Finally, I found out something we have in common.

I searched the whole internet for any information about Frozen Blades, there were enough articles about them, especially about their sexy stunning captain, i rolled my eyes at that. I am sure he was popular with the girls, that jerk!

I was about switching off the internet when a notification popped up on the screen, a newsletter I had subscribed to,

A new article was released:

“Frozen Blades set to recruit a new team member to replace one of their that left them for a rival pack.”

I laughed hysterically staring at Alpha Killian’s picture on the screen, his kissable lip curled in a smug way,

What a freaking coincidence,

Luck was definitely on my playlist, now my boredom can be quenched. I got up on my feet and dusted my dress

Let’s go be a boy.

Author's note: Ava got grounded, fat-shamed, trauma-dumped, ignored, and STILL managed to steal chicken and Wi-Fi in the same chapter 😭🍗💻. And now she’s about to become a whole boy just to play hockey. I’m not writing a novel anymore; I’m babysitting a certified menace