All Chapters of 3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

IVONNE'S POV I stared at Larry for a long second, still frozen from the warning he had just given me. Make sure you never get pregnant for Hector. Those strange words suddenly began echoing inside my skull like a gong, forcing me to pay attention to the older man in front of Me. I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. “Larry… what do you mean by that? I know this arrangement is temporary, but why would you give me such an odd warning out of the blue like that?" I asked feeling perplexed. Larry blinked at me once, then twice before looking genuinely confused, as if he couldn’t understand why I was asking. “What do I mean by what do I mean? Ivonne, Don't you understand the consequences of--- Wait." He paused suddenly. "Ivonne? —you really don’t know?” "Know what?" I frowned. I was really beginning to get annoyed with all these things everyone expected me to know but I somehow didn't Larry's eyes grew round as saucers. "You don't know about the consequences of breaking the vow?"

Ivonne’s POV The world tilts so violently that for a second I’m sure I’m going to faint.Larry grabs my arms immediately. “Ivonne—sit, sit—”“I’m fine,” I whisper, even though my voice sounds like it belongs to a ghost. “I’m just… I’m just shocked that The Lycans would expect Hector to… to kill an innocent child?”Larry winces. “Look, I—I don’t believe Alpha Hector would actually do it. He’s a lot of things, but he isn’t cold-hearted enough to ever hurt his own child.”A memory flashes so vividly I almost choke on it, memories of Hector laughing with the kids in the poor district, tossing them up in the air and catching them, letting them braid his hair, letting them drag him around like some giant jungle gym. He didn’t even flinch when a tiny boy smacked him in the face with a muddy hand.“He… loves children,” I whisper. “He really does.”Larry nods. “That’s one of the reasons why I don’t think he could do something like that.”The thought brings me a tiny sliver of relief… until hi

Ivonne's POVHe whispers, “Ivonne… who told you that?”His tone is almost sad, but I notice that he does'nt deny my words.I don’t know how long I just lay there staring at nothing after Hector froze at my question. Maybe seconds. Maybe minutes. But whatever softness I’d felt for him, that stupid tiny spark that somehow managed to grow when I wasn’t paying attention, it felt like it was flickering out, one painful crack at a time.And maybe that was a good thing. Maybe my heart needed it.He was still lying beside me, silent and tense, but the moment stretched too thin, and I knew if I stayed on that topic any longer, I might fall apart again.So I cleared my throat and forced myself to continue. “It doesn’t matter who told me,” I said quietly.He shifted a little, but he didn’t interrupt. Good.I kept going. “It really doesn’t. I’m not a kid. I didn’t come here to complain about gossip. What matters is that you should have been the one to tell me.”His silence felt heavier than his w

Ivonne's POVMy phone suddenly lit up at that moment, it was a message from JustinI froze, glancing at Hector’s broad back. He seemed to have fallen asleep—at least I hoped he was. I carefully reached for my phone, angling the screen away from him, just in case.It really was from Justin.My stomach tightened because i had almost forgotten about him these last few days.Hi, Ivonne.I hope you’re alright.Also… we still haven’t had our date. please i hope you havent forgetten.I blinked at the message as my heart suddenly began racing. Why did it feel like I was reading something forbidden? I swallowed and quickly typed back before I could talk myself out of it.Me:We can have the date tomorrow after work. I’m free.The reply came almost instantly.Justin:Really? Perfect! I’ll pick you up from the office. Looking forward to it. I've missed you.I stared at the screen, surprised at the small sting of guilt blooming in my chest. Guilt. As if I were cheating on Hector.I shut my eyes.

Ivonne's POVBy the time I finally got downstairs, the office was almost completely empty. Thank the Goddess, because The last thing I needed was someone seeing me walk out all dressed up to meet Justin and then spreading rumors about me juggling my ex Lincoln, my fiancee Hector, and Justin like some kind of fucked up walking soap opera.I already knew the whispers in the company and the country as a whole were bad enough so I definitely didn’t need to add gasoline to that fire.I hugged my bag a little tighter and started power-walking toward the front door, hoping to slide out unseen. I was literally two steps from freedom when—“Ivonne!”Ah shit!I froze mid-stride.No. Not now.I slowly turned, already bracing myself.Mr. Larry stood near the reception, coat over one arm, his brows raised with that fatherly concern he always tried to hide but failed miserably at.“Uh… good evening, Mr. Larry,” I said, clearing my throat and forcing a smile.He walked toward me, his gaze dropping t