All Chapters of A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance : Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Kayla's POV The night passes in a fevered haze. I drift in and out of sleep beside Adrian’s bed, listening to each steady breath. By the third watch, I’m so exhausted I’m not sure what’s dream and what’s waking life. But then I smell it—smoke, simmering wood. My eyes snap open. My heart hammers in my ears. Adrian is quiet, as if he’s sleeping peacefully, unaware of the danger. I slip quietly from the sheets and pad across the cold floor to the window. Outside, the palace gardens are shrouded in moonlight and shadow. Movement—too many shapes. Rogues. My chest twists in fear. They’re back. Their abnormal forms slinking between hedges, circling the building. They’ve come for Adrian. For me. For both of us. Despite every aching muscle, despite the fog in my mind, I know I can’t just sit here. I have to protect him. I pull the necklace from beneath my tunic and wrap it around my neck, feeling the surge of power it brings. A low hum fills my ears, and the runes glimmer brighter. Th

Kayla's POV The afternoon light filtered through the curtains in soft beams, and I woke to the muted scent of healing herbs and the low hum of the palace waking around us. Adrian was still asleep, his head turned toward me, chest rising and falling at a peaceful pace. I slipped from the bed, careful not to disturb him. My legs felt shaky, drained from the power I’d poured into him. I rubbed a hand over my eyes and crossed to the window, looking out at the palace gardens. Not far off, I could see the courtyard where I’d fought off the rogues the night before. I swallowed, the memory of that fight still vivid—the screaming, the flashes of energy, the moment I almost let the necklace’s darkness take over. Even now, I could feel its pulse against my throat, as though urging me to use it again. I should have gotten rid of the necklace by now, but something inside me refused to allow me.I kept thinking to myself, what if those deformed rogues came back for Adrian. He was still healing

Kayla's POV I frowned. “What do you mean, he doesn’t trust Hector?” Desmond smirked, his expression a mix of satisfaction and frustration. “Adrian’s always been protective of Kayla. And Hector has tried to be close to him by protecting Kayla, but there’s a crack there. We made sure that Adrian would start to suspect Hector has his own motives for taking Kayla. After the fake attack we planned, we made sure that Xavier would not buy Hector's loyalty anymore. So If we can push him to distrust Hector even more, it’ll create a bigger rift in their bond and Kayla would be in the middle of it.Adrian will have to deal with anyone he perceives as a traitor, and we can use that. We can Push him to attack Hector. The chaos will be perfect.” I thought about it, but something didn’t sit right. “Hector... He’s been nothing but protective of the southern pack. It seems like he’s too loyal to attack his own people. And Adrian? He’s no fool. He’s not just going to throw away a possible ally lik

Adrian's POV I paused and tried to recall the memory of that day. The fight with Xavier was still fresh in my mind, but there was something... something else that happened. “I met someone who said they had information on how to find you,” I said slowly, “we had a fight, but then... something attacked me from behind. I can’t remember much after that.” Kayla looked at me, concern evident in her eyes. “Something attacked you from behind?” “Yeah,” I said, rubbing my temples as I recalled the foggy details. “The memory’s a little unclear. But there was definitely someone else involved. I’m just... not sure who.”I made sure I didn't mention to her that it was probably her ex husband who had intentionally set me up and invited his friends to help him get rid of me.But that didn't make sense. Why would Xavier simply poison me and not just kill me off immediately.How did he even get the audacity to attack me when he knew that I could have defeated him especially when I wake up.Plus

Kayla's POV I could feel my heart breaking. I couldn’t believe he was accusing me of something so terrible. After everything we’d been through, after everything we’d shared, why was he pushing me away like this? I turned back to Hector, my heart pounding in my chest. "I’m sorry, Hector. I’ll fix this. I swear." Hector gave me a soft, apologetic look. "It’s not your fault, Kayla. We both never wanted this to happen." "I know. But I have to make Adrian understand," I said, my voice shaky. "Can you just go with the guards for now? I’ll talk to him. Please, Hector." Hector hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I’ll go. But make sure you talk to him, Kayla. I'm innocent of all his accusations but he's refusing to see things clearly." I nodded, trying to hold back tears. As Hector followed the guards down the hall, I hurried after Adrian. He couldn’t just do this. He couldn’t throw everything away because of his own insecurities. He had to know I would never leave him. I wasn’