All Chapters of Her thirst for vengeance: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

Ivonne's POV The silence that followed as everyone waited for my response felt suffocating.“Ivonne, please You have to play the part.” Justin continued to begEveryone around me had gone completely still, as if the entire world had paused just to hear my answer. My heart was beating so loudly in my chest that I could barely hear anything else.I stared at Justin, feeling a wave of helplessness wash over me. His expression was tense, almost desperate, and that only made the knot in my stomach tighten.“Justin…” I said slowly, shaking my head. “I really truly can’t do that.”His shoulders sagged slightly.“I’m serious,” I continued, my voice quieter now but still firm. “If the elders hated me before, they will absolutely crucify me if they find out that I’m playing Kael.”Even saying the name felt heavy.Kael wasn’t just a character. He was the most important figure in all werewolf history. The hero. The legend. The man who had practically created the entire race after saving his peo

Ivonne's POV For a few seconds after the applause died down, I just stood there on the stage like a statue. My heart was still racing from the performance, but now a completely different kind of dread was crawling up my spine. The cheers from the crowd sounded distant, almost muffled, as if my mind hadn’t fully caught up with reality yet. Then I saw them. The Lycan elders were already storming over to the stage where I stood Elder Marcellus was in the lead of course, his expression twisted with fury as he stormed toward the stage with the other elders right behind him. Their robes swayed sharply with every step, their eyes locked on me like predators that had finally cornered their prey. I didn’t need anyone to explain what was about to happen. They were going to destroy this moment. Humiliate me. Undo everything I had just accomplished. And the worst part was that I was still too stunned to even move. Before I could react, someone suddenly grabbed my arm. “Ivonne!” Ju

Ivonne's POV “No!”Lincoln’s voice rang across the hall again, louder this time, sharp enough to slice straight through the celebration that had just erupted.The cheering crowd immediately went silent.I felt my heart drop as Lincoln stormed up the steps of the stage, his long strides filled with fury and urgency. His eyes were locked on me like he had already decided that nothing—not the crowd, not the cameras, not even Hector—was going to stop him from reaching me.But Hector stepped forward before Lincoln could get close.Hector moved and block Lincoln’s path. He stood firmly between us, shoulders squared, his expression calm but he was clearly ready to throw hands if Lincoln made the wrong move.Lincoln stopped abruptly a few feet away.For a moment the two men simply stared at each other.The tension between them was so thick it felt like the air itself had turned heavy.Then Lincoln’s gaze shifted past Hector and landed on me.“Ivonne,” he said sharply. “What the hell are you

Ivonne's POVI couldn’t stop staring at the place where Elder Marcellus and Allison had disappeared.Even though the crowd around me was still cheering and celebrating the wedding, my attention remained fixed on the empty space where they had just walked away together.Something about the interaction bothered me more the longer I thought about it. According to everything I knew, Alison had only ever stepped into the Lycan realm yesterday with the other guests from the outside world. She shouldn’t have any prior connection with someone like Elder Marcellus, who had spent all his entire life inside the Lycan realm because before Hector, no one was allowed to leave the realm.So how had they looked so familiar with each other?The way she leaned in to whisper to him… the way he had nodded without hesitation… and then the two of them walking away like they had done that a hundred times before.My brows slowly furrowed as the uneasiness in my chest grew.“Ivonne.”I barely heard Hector’s v

Ivonne's povI had never seen Hector look that way before, and honestly, it was beginning to scare me.Did I look weird? Did he not like what I was wearing? Why was he so quiet?I folded my arms and tilted my head in a way that hid my nervousness.“Well? Is it that bad?”He blinked slowly then quickly shook his head.“No, not bad. You… look…”“Go on,” I teased.He stood up and walked toward me slowly, his eyes filled with a look so intense that I had never gotten from a man before, not even from Lincoln when he loved me."“You’re absolutely breathtaking. You literally took my breathe and shut my brain for a moment there.”My smile softened.“That's Better.”He didn’t say anything else. Instead, His strong hands cupped my face as he pulled me into a kiss.It started gentle, his lips brushing mine like he was savoring the moment, but then it deepened, his tongue slipping past my lips to tangle with mine.Goddess, he tasted like wine and desire, and I melted against him, my fingers diggi