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A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance The cost of friendship
Ivonne's POV I sank slowly into the armchair beside a large wide window, I was still a little nervous from the surprise of seeing all these proud Lycan noble women bowing to me. “Okay,” I said with a small smile. “Everyone, please… sit down.” The women hesitated for a second, like they weren’t sure if they were allowed to, which only made me more uncomfortable. Viera leaned on her brothers as she lowered herself into a chair, Elara followed, then Athena, sitting straight and dignified like always. Hector was still standing near the door, arms folded, his expression tight in that way I’d learned meant something was bothering him. “I’ll be right back,” he said suddenly, turning to Sevrin. “Come with me. We need to handle something.” My brows knitted together. “Is there a problem?” He paused, just for a second too long. Then he walked back to me and brushed his thumb over my knuckles. “Don’t worry about it. Just… talk with them. I’ll be back.” That didn’t make me feel be
A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance The meeting
3rd povElder Marcellus moved like a shadow under the pale glow of the moon, his heart hammering in his chest. Every step was calculated, silent, careful not to scrape a stone or knock over a stray object that might give him away. The corridors of the Lycan realm were quiet, save for the occasional distant snore or shuffle from a guard, but he knew better than to trust the night. Hector’s vigilance had tightened after Ivonne’s ordeal; guards patrolled more often, more strategically, and it made even a simple stroll treacherous.Marcellus’s palms were slick with sweat as he pressed himself against the cool stone walls, darting a glance down the hall. A guard’s shadow stretched across the corridor ahead.Damn it.He froze, holding his breath, and timed his movement with the guard’s passing. The sentry’s eyes scanned methodically, but Marcellus let his noble rank shine through—subtle gestures, a tilt of his head, a feigned calm. The guard hesitated, recognition flickering, and then with
A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance Respect
IVONNE’S POVI woke to the soft morning light streaming through the palace windows, warm and golden, brushing over my face. My head rested on Hector’s chest, the rise and fall of him steady and comforting. I blinked a few times, trying to process the calm after the storm of the last few days.“Good morning,” Hector murmured, pressing a kiss to my temple. His voice was still thick with sleep and relief. “You finally decided to wake up.”I smiled, still groggy, and snuggled closer. “Morning… feels… good,” I mumbled, yawning.Before I could fully enjoy the quiet, a soft knock echoed from the door. Hector’s arms tightened around me, and he groaned. “Who could that be this early?”“Maybe it’s important,” I said, attempting to sit up.“Not so fast,” Hector said firmly, gently pushing me back against his chest. “You’re staying right here. I won’t let anyone see you half-asleep like this.”I huffed, feeling both annoyed and secretly grateful. “I’m fine! I can get up.”“Nope,” he replied, arms
A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance End of peace
IVONNE’S POVWhen it started getting dark, Hector led me back to the palace, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how different everything felt. Even though we’d been here before, today the place seemed warmer, softer somehow. The corridors were quiet, but the air hummed with… respect?We reached our room, and he ushered me inside. A light dinner had been prepared—bread, fruits, cheese, and some honeyed meat. It wasn’t fancy, but it looked inviting, and for the first time in what felt like ages, I didn’t care about appearances.As I stepped in, I noticed something odd. The Lycans—those who usually eyed me with suspicion or outright hostility—were bowing as we passed. Their expressions weren’t wary or jealous; they were smiling. Even a few bowed very low respectfully as if acknowledging something I had done.I stopped in my tracks, confused. “Hector… why are they… smiling at me? and Bowing so low?”He smiled, leaning down to kiss my forehead. “Stories of what you did have spread, Ivonne.
A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance Her peace
IVONNE’S POVI slowly blinked awake, squinting as the morning light poured through the tall windows. The warmth of the sun hit my face, but it wasn’t the light that made me pause. It was the steady pressure of someone holding me—someone familiar.“Hector?” My voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.“Morning, beautiful,” came the reply, low and teasing. I felt his lips brush mine in the softest of kisses, and then—he started kissing me all over. My hands, my cheeks, my lips. He was excited, full of energy, and every time his lips touched mine, a little thrill ran through my body.I sat up, blinking in shock. “Wait… wait a second.” I pulled back a little, my hands on his chest. “You’re… healed? Completely?”Hector grinned, running his hands through his hair. “Completely. Not a scratch, not a bruise. I was fully fine the moment you woke up. Don’t act like you didn’t miss me holding you all these days.”I shook my head, still stunned. “You’re… okay… really okay?”He cupped my face, lean
A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance The original ivonne
IVONNE’S POVI blink at the familiar voice as, the white haze around me dissolves like mist over a river at dawn.My body feels heavy, but not in the way of exhaustion. More like… weightless, like I’m floating in a dream. I turn, half-expecting to see Hector’s bloodied face—or someone, anyone i know—standing behind me.Instead, I freeze.Because A figure stands there. But its Not my mother. Not any other person I recognize. Instead, it’s me.Or at least, a version of me. But this version glows. Golden, ethereal clothes drape her like sunlight, shimmering with an energy I can’t describe. Her hair is the same as mine, but brighter, with strands that seem to move as if alive. And her eyes… silver. Pure, molten silver.I step back, wobbling. “Wha… what—who are you? Are… are you me?”She tilts her head, a smile that’s equal parts cruel and teasing curling her lips. “Who knows? Are you dead?”My stomach lurches. “Dead?!”She laughs, the sound ringing like wind chimes in a storm. “Relax, I’
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