All Chapters of A Luna of Ice : Reborn for vengeance : Chapter 671 - Chapter 679

Ivonne's povThe second I recovered from the shock of seeing Justin and all those angry lycan Elders waiting for me, my fear turned into irritation.Heavy, simmering irritation.I straightened my spine and crossed my arms over my chest.“Okay,” I said flatly. “Someone better start explaining why I'm being ganged up on. Right now.”No one spoke at first.Justin looked torn between anger and worry, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might crack.The older lycans behind him stood with identical stiff expressions, as if they’d rehearsed this moment.“Will someone tell me what the hell is going on?” I demanded.Justin let out a bitter laugh, the sound sharp and humorless.“They’re trying to scrap the play Ivonne.”For a moment, I honestly thought I’d misheard him.“…They’re doing what?”One of the elders scoffed. “You heard him. We are canceling your foolish little play right now.”My temper snapped.“Excuse me?” I said. “You don’t just wake up one morning and decide to cancel somethin

Ivonne's POV I don’t even remember when I fell asleep.One moment I was curled up against Hector, warm and relaxed in a way I hadn’t felt all day, and the next moment—BANG. BANG. BANG.Someone was pounding on the door like the building was on fire.I jolted awake.“What the—”Another loud bang shook the door.Hector was already moving before I fully processed what was happening. He sat up instantly, his body tense, eyes sharp in a way that told me he had switched from sleep to battle mode in less than a second.“Stay here,” he automatically pushed me back on the bed when I tried to get up.“Stay— Hector, someone is trying to break our door down!”Another bang.“Hector! Open the door!”I recognized the voice.It was Sevrin.That realization was enough to make my stomach drop because that meant there was trouble.Hector was already out of bed and pulling on his pants as he strode toward the door. I wrapped my robe around myself and hurried after him, my heart suddenly racing.The mome

Ivonne's POV The moment Hector’s voice vanished from the mind link, something cold and terrible settled in my chest.I didn’t stop to think anymore, I just ran.My heart was pounding so violently it felt like it was shaking my ribs from the inside.The palace halls blurred past me as I sprinted but my mind was racing with every possible horrible outcome. Hector had sounded panicked. Not tense, not urgent—panicked. I had never heard that tone from him before, and it terrified me more than anything.Behind me I could hear Viera running too, her healer instincts already kicking in, while voices from the mind link crackled with confusion and concern. But I wasn’t listening anymore. All I could think about was one thing.Please be okay. Please be okay.By the time I reached the front of the palace, I was almost out of breath. Guards were already gathering near the entrance, clearly aware that something serious was happening, and just as I reached the wide open doors—Hector rushed in.Fo

Ivonne's povI’m not going to lie, the moment that guard refused to give me the note, something about it rubbed me the wrong way.It wasn’t just stubbornness. Guards follow orders all the time, sure, but this felt… different. His jaw was tight, his eyes flicked nervously between me and the door like he expected someone to jump out and accuse him of treason if he handed it over.“I was instructed that it’s for Alpha Hector’s eyes only, ma'am,” he repeated carefully, almost apologetically.For a second I just stared at him, stunned by the sheer determination in his voice. Usually people got nervous under my glare and caved after a little pressure, but this man looked like he’d rather get thrown in the dungeon than disobey whatever instruction he had been given.Behind me, Hector shifted slightly where he was leaning against the bed, clearly still tired from everything that had happened with Sevrin. His arm was draped lazily over his stomach, but I could feel the sharp attention in the r

Ivonne's POV Hours had passed since Elara had said Chelsea’s name, but I still I felt like the air in the library had gotten heavier. My thoughts had immediately tried to run in ten different directions at once. The note from the fire. The strange wordings. Hector’s reaction when he read it. And now this—learning that one of the artifacts we desperately need currently belongs to his former mate. I could practically feel the panic starting to rise in my chest. But I forced myself to stop. No. Not here. Not now. I took a slow breath, trying to calm the storm in my head before it could spiral into something messy and obvious. The last thing I wanted was for Elara or Justin to notice that something was wrong. They already had enough to worry about with the attacks, the play, and everything else happening around the palace.They didn't need to know that we were covering up Chelsea's fake death-- an information that can ruin hector's integrity, work, life and claim as Alpha. I stra