LOGINIvonne's pov The question gnawed at me, but every time I tried to think.... the weirdest thing would happen A sharp headache would suddenly pierce through me And I would grimace in pain. âUgh,â I groaned, rubbing my forehead.Hector frowned at me. âYou should go back to your room and have breakfast,â He said suddenly. âTake an aspirin after that and Youâll feel better." He advised before adding. "You should know your limits and try not to drink too much next time. âDonât tell me what to do,â I snapped automatically. It was a childish response, I know, but my head hurt too much for me to care. He gave a dry chuckle and shook his head. âSo petty.â He drawled âAnd youâre too bossy,â I shot back. He didnt respond to that so an awkward Silence stretched between us for a few seconds before I sighed. âAnyway⊠thanks, I guess. For⊠letting me sleep here.â He looked at me for a long moment before saying quietly, âIts not like you gave me much of a choice there.â âWhat? What's
Authors note: Hi everyone đ€. I have a new book out titled Freya's revenge mates. please check it out and let me know if you like and want me to continue it. It would mean a lot. Thank youu đ„°Ivonne's pov What did I do last night? And what did he do? Or rather, what might he have done to me? I stared at the sheets in horror, but my mind was completely blank. No. No way. This couldnât be happening. I couldn't be half-dressedâin Hectorâs bed! Not after all I had said about him yesterday. For a second I just sat there, frozen, trying to breathe through the panic hammering in my chest. After everything that had happened yesterday, after Iâd promised myself Iâd stay away from himâhere I was, wrapped in his scent, surrounded by his things.How much more stupid could I get? âThis has to be a nightmare,â I muttered under my breath, furious at myself. My hands clenched as I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around me as tightly as I could. My eyes darted around the room, searching
Ivonne's pov Denise gave me a small, approving smile before excusing herself to let me work. Once she left, I continued flipping through the papers but Elara stretched and smirked. âYou need a break. Come to my room, Iâve got a bottle of lycan mead Iâve been saving for sometime now.â I raised a brow. âLycan mead? I've heard stories about it, Isnât that super strong?â âThatâs the fun part,â she said. "But don't worry, I won't let you take more than you can handle." Tessa giggled. âCount me in. I could use something to brighten this boring weekend.â I hesitated, then shrugged. âWhy not? I deserve a break too.â"Great!" Elara practically clapped before dragging me off the bed and to her room with Tessa in tow. A few minutes later, we were sprawled across the couch in Elaraâs room, each of us holding a glass of the golden liquid. The mead had a sharp, honeyed scent and burned slightly going down, but it wasnât unpleasant. âThis stuff is stronger than it looks,â I said after my sec
Ivonne's POV Elara now sat on the edge of my bed, arms folded, watching me with a quiet, all-knowing look. âI told you,â she said softly, not even smug, just tired. âI knew heâd show you exactly who he was sooner or later.â âYeah,â I muttered, rubbing my temple. âYou were right. I shouldâve listened.â I let out a long, tired sigh, sinking deeper into my bed as the reality of the weekend finally hit me. I really should have just listened to Elara from the start. I shouldâve stayed far, far away from Hector. I donât even know what possessed me to agree to that stupid trip with him. Now, my whole weekend was ruined â my mood, my energy, everything.Fuck! The worst part was, Iâd actually thought for a moment that Hector wasnât as cold or hostile as everyone said. I thought maybe, deep down, there was something more human beneath all that arrogance and anger. But I was wrong. Completely wrong. At least now Iâd seen his real nature for myself. And honestly, it was a relief. I didnât
Ivonne's pov "Wait Miss Ivonne--" Sevrin calledBut I didnât wait. My heels clacked against the polished floor as I stormed inside, my anger fueling every step. I could hear Sevrin turning back toward the car, his voice rising sharply as he started to argue with Hector.Hector snapped back at him and they began to go back and forth. Good. Let them. But before I could make it to the stairs, two figures suddenly stepped into my pathâSolenne and Viera. "Oh for fuck sake!" I groaned but the girls didn't move. They were standing side by side, both looking like theyâd been waiting all day for me. Solenne crossed her arms, her perfectly done hair shimmering under the chandelier. Viera had that smug little half-smile that always made me want to throw something at her. âWell, well,â Solenne said sweetly. âLook whoâs back.â Viera tilted her head, eyes narrowing. âWe did recently warn you to stay away from om our man Ivonne. Didnât we?â I sighed, already too tired for this. âWha
Ivonneâs POV The silence in the car now was unbearable. It wasnât just quiet, it was heavy, like the air itself was holding its breath. The only sound was the faint hum of the engine and the sharp rhythm of my heartbeat thudding in my ears. Hector hadnât said a word since he slammed the brakes, and I didnât dare look at him. His aura was cold and suffocating, that kind of dangerous calm that made every nerve in my body tense. My hands twisted together in my lap, clammy with sweat, and for a terrifying second I wondered if I might actually have to open the door and jump out just to breathe again. Then his voice came, low and sharp, slicing through the silence like a knife. âWho told you about my fated mate?â My stomach dropped. I froze, my fingers tightening around each other. âWhat?â He turned his head slightly, his eyes burning even though his expression stayed eerily blank. âDonât fucking play dumb with me, Ivonne. Who told you?â I could feel the pressure of his anger press







