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How To Break An Alpha On Ice: His Curved XL Mate

I hate them weak: the heroine of the story. I was one in mine but never again! I had vowed that until I stumbled upon an annoying book. A chubby weak heroine brutally rejected by her mate, the arrogant Alpha. “If I were that Luna, I would make that Alpha beg on his knees—on and off the ice.” I typed bitterly. But the universe mocked me, it made a”bet” with me and the next morning, I woke up in the webtoon as Avri, the weak heroine. Would I truly be able to bend the arrogant Alpha Killian on his knees? Who would win, the universe or I ? What Ancient secret lies between Alpha Killian and i?
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Chapter 1

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😍

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