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Finding a solution

Autor: Gloriel
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-03-31 23:42:36

Ivonne's pov

I woke up slowly, like I was being pulled out of something deep and heavy, the warmth of sleep still clinging to me even as Hector’s voice settled gently over my thoughts.

“Ivonne sweetheart… wake up,” he murmured softly.

For a second, I didn’t move. I just stayed there, half-aware, my body relaxed in a way it hadn’t been in hours, maybe even days.

Then it all came rushing back—the council hall, Chelsea, the mark, the arguments, the overwhelming storm of emotions that had nearly to
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    Ivonne's povI leaned against the heavy iron bars of the cell, my hands cold as I stared into the dark room.The air down here smelled like damp earth and rusty metal. Elder Marcellus sat on a rough wooden bench against the far wall. His once neatly combed hair was messy, and his fine clothes were wrinkled and dirty. He didn't look like the powerful, terrifying elder who had tormented us for months. He just looked like a tired old man."Marcellus," Hector said, his deep voice filling the quiet dungeon.Marcellus slowly raised his head. When he saw Hector and me standing there, a small, bitter smile touched his lips. "Ah. The Alpha and his Luna. Have you come to watch me rot before you execute me?""We came to give you one last chance to speak," I said quietly, keeping my voice steady. "And to tell you something you need to know. Larry is dead."Marcellus blinked. For a second, he didn't move. Then he let out a dry, raspy laugh. "Larry? Dead? Do not play silly mind games with me, Luna

  • 3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance   Is he gone?

    Ivonne's povI stared down at the cold, lifeless form lying face down in the ash, my heart hammering violently against my ribs.The torchlight flickered across the shattered stone walls, casting long, eerie shadows over the quiet room. Sevrin knelt down beside the body, his gloved hand reaching out to grab the corpse by the shoulder. With a heavy grunting sound, he rolled the body over.The yellow light fell directly onto the pale, dirt-stained face.My breath hitched in my throat, and I took a sharp step back, slamming right into Hector’s broad, solid chest. His strong arms instantly wrapped around my waist, keeping me upright, but I could feel his entire body go rigid with shock.It was Larry.His dark eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the ruined ceiling. His skin was gray, devoid of any warmth or life. The sinister, terrifying man who had haunted our realm for months, who had threatened my pack, my family, and my unborn child... was lying dead in the dirt like a forgotten rag

  • 3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance   Worse

    Ivonne's povI stared at Sevrin, my hand gripping the velvet blanket so hard my knuckles turned ghostly white. My heart pounded in my ears like a heavy war drum."Worse?" I panicked, my voice cracking in the quiet bedroom. "Sevrin, what do you mean worse? Did Larry attack someone? Did he kill our guards? What happened?!""There was an explosion," Sevrin said, leaning against the doorframe as he caught his breath. His face was pale under the dim torchlight. "A massive one, deep inside the borders of the northern continent. Our scouts felt the ground shake from miles away."Hector stepped in front of me, his body rigid and dark eyes sharp. "An explosion? Where? Was anyone hurt? Who did he try to kill?""We don't know yet," Sevrin replied, shaking his head grimly. "The scouts said the sky turned a dark, sickening purple for a second. They can see the heavy residue of Larry's dark magic floating over the mountains right now."I threw off the blankets, swinging my legs over the edge of the

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    Ivonne's pov"A time is coming very soon," Ivanna warned, her voice echoing as if from a great distance. "A time where you will not feel like yourself. You will be forced into a dance where it feels like you have no choice... where every path seems dark. In that moment, you must remember this: There is always a choice. It may be painful, it may break your heart, but as long as it is the right choice... you must stand firm and make it.""What does that mean?!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face as her body began to dissolve into shimmering specks of light. "What dance?! What choice?! Lady Ivanna, please! Don't leave me in the dark!""I trust you, Ivonne..." her fading voice whispered into the wind. "Believe in yourself...""Ivanna!" I shrieked.With a blinding flash, she vanished completely. I bolted upright in bed, gasping for air, with my heart hammering violently against my ribs like a trapped bird. Cold sweat covered my forehead, and my breathing came in ragged, terrified h

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    Ivonne's povThe heavy side doors groaned open, and four royal guards marched into the center of the hall, pulling a heavy iron chain.Bound in the center of the chains was Elder Marcellus.A collective gasp echoed through the room. Marcellus had always been a proud, arrogant man who bullied everyone around him and looked down on outsiders with disgust. But right now... he looked utterly pitiful.His fine robes were torn and stained with dirt. His hands were bound in heavy silver shackles, his shoulders slouched, and his face was bright red with absolute shame. He kept his eyes glued to the stone floor, completely humiliated to be paraded like a common criminal in front of the very Alphas he used to command.As I looked at him standing there, shivering in his chains, a unexpected wave of sadness hit my heart.He was a bully, I thought, staring at the old man. He betrayed the whole realm. But he was also taught to be this way.I remembered what he had told me in the cell. He had been r

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