เข้าสู่ระบบIvonne's pov"This isn’t because you saved me.” Sevrin revealed and Hector frowned slightly.“Then what is it?”Severin took a breath.“I’ve been thinking about doing this for a long time.”The room went quiet.“My pride kept stopping me,” he admitted. “But after everything that has happened… I think it’s time I stop lying to myself.”Denise and Hector looked confused.So did I but Severin continued.“You’ve been patient with me,” he said to Hector. “Even when I disagreed with you. Even when I challenged your decisions.”Hector didn’t interrupt.“And the truth is,” Severin said slowly, “I respect what you’re trying to do.”He glanced briefly toward me.“And what both of you are trying to build.”My chest tightened slightly.Severin looked back at Hector.“I’m learning,” he said. “Slowly. That maybe pride isn’t always strength. Maybe unity and loyalty is more powerful than being strong alone.”Hector stayed quiet.Severin lowered himself the rest of the way with Denise’s help.And then
Ivonne’s POVThe next morning felt calmer than the chaos and worries of the previous day, but there was still a strange tension lingering in the air, like the realm itself was holding its breath and waiting to see what would happen next.I woke slowly, the soft light of morning spilling into the room and warming the edges of the floor. For a moment I just lay there, listening to the quiet, reminding myself that for now at least, the night had passed without another attack plus we now had a plan so there was no need to be paranoidHector was already awake.He was sitting at the edge of the bed, pulling on his boots, his hair still slightly damp from already taking a shower. When he noticed me watching him, he glanced back over his shoulder and gave me that small smile that always made my chest feel lighter.“Morning,” he said.“Morning,” I murmured, stretching slightly before sitting up. “You look like you’ve been up for a while.”“I have,” he admitted. “I wanted to check reports from
Ivonne’s POVFor a few seconds after Hector said it, I just stared at him.“My plan is you.”That sentence was still echoing in my head, and the more I thought about it, the less sense it made.I blinked at him. “I’m sorry… what?”Hector didn’t look confused at all. In fact, he looked oddly calm, like he had already thought this through long before I cornered him about the note.I folded my arms and tilted my head at him. “Okay, you’re going to need to explain that one properly, because right now it sounds like you’re planning to throw me at the problem and hope everything works out. But incase you dont know, I dont have superpowers so I can't make your problems vanish."A small smile appeared on his face, tired but amused. “That’s not what I meant.”“Good,” I muttered. “Because that plan sounds terrible.”He chuckled softly and walked further into the room, finally removing his coat and setting it a side. I watched him carefully, waiting for him to start talking again.“So,” I prompt
Ivonne's pov"Yes." He said and a chill ran down my spine.The impact of his word landed heavier than I expected and he continued.“The note came from Chelsea.”Even though I had already guessed it, hearing him confirm it made something tighten painfully in my chest.I pushed that feeling down immediately.This wasn’t about jealousy or my insecurity. It had to be about the people.So I asked the question that mattered most.“Does she really have one of the ancient artifacts? One that can repair the veil and strengthen the border?”Hector nodded once.“Yes. She does.”My heart skipped but surprisingly, it was Relief that flooded me in that moment.That meant there was still hope to stop the attacks before they got worse.But mixed into that relief was another emotion I didn’t want to examine too closely.Because the person who might save our entire realm… Was Hector’s former mate.I quickly pushed that thought aside. This was bigger than me. Bigger than jealousy.People could die if th
Ivonne's povI turned slowly to face Hector and for a second, neither of us spoke.Hector stood there just inside the doorway, still wearing the dark coat he usually wore during patrols. His hair looked a little damp like he had just come in from the night air, and there was that tired tension in his shoulders that always appeared after long hours dealing with borders, scouts, and endless responsibilities. But what caught my attention wasn’t how exhausted he looked.It was the way he paused when he saw me standing by the fireplace.His eyes flicked briefly toward the hearth. Right where the note had burned and he immediately tensed up.I noticed his reaction and immediately straightened my posture.Okay. Ivonne. Calm down, don't come at him like you are trying to fight, just talk calmly. Don’t look suspicious either. Don’t look like you’ve been standing here overthinking for the last ten minutes and this is a big deal.I forced a normal smile, “You’re back,” I said casually. “That wa
Ivonne's POV Sevrin's fingers hovered in the air for a second before he slowly pulled his hand back and I sighed.Yes, I felt a small wave of disappointment But I also understood his hesitation Severin had been raised in a world where Lycans were taught that everyone outside their realm was beneath them. Humans especially were seen as weak, temporary, and insignificant.And Denise… was human.Even though her feelings for him had been obvious for a long time.I could almost see the battle happening inside him.His Instinct, Training, Pride were all battling what he was actually feeling.After a moment, I knocked softly on the door.Severin jerked slightly and immediately pulled his hand away completely, pretending like he had just woken up.Denise stirred at the sound and lifted her head groggily.Then her eyes widened when she saw Severin awake.“You’re awake!” she said quickly, sitting up straight. "Are you Okay? Are you still in pain? Does anywhere hurt? Should I get the doctor?!"







