MasukIvonne's pov “So we need to get married,” he said. “Before they discover I hid evidence. It’s the only way I can claim you under my protection.” I opened my mouth to respond—but a sharp knock startled both of us. “Ivonne?” Tessa called softly. “It’s us.” Hector unlocked the door, and Tessa and Elara slipped inside. Tessa gave Hector a shy nod. “Alpha.” Elara glared at him like she wished she could set him on fire. He exhaled slowly. “Take care of her.” And then he slipped out. The moment he was gone, Elara rounded on me. “I’m so sorry,” she blurted. “I shouldn’t have let you drink Lycan mead. It’s too strong for werewolves—your memories got distorted because of it.” “It’s not your fault,” I said quickly. “Really. I’m not blaming you.” Tessa wrung her hands. “And I should’ve shown the footage earlier. Maybe you wouldn’t have been dragged into the Lycan realm at all.” “Tessa.” I squeezed her hand. “I’m proud of you. You stood up to Marcellus. That took courage.
Authors Pov: Apologies about the duplicate chapters. The network malfunctioned and I immediately applied for it to be corrected, but that takes some time. Ivonne's POV The minute we get home, I pulled Hector aside. "So About Viera and that night. please start talking." Hector sighed I didn’t even realize I was gripping His arm until he gently pried my fingers off and glanced down the hallway like he expected someone to be listening. “We can’t talk here,” he muttered, voice low, controlled. “Not in the open, it's too dangerous for you.” A cold shiver crawled up my spine. Too dangerous even at home?But He sounded… serious. Too serious. And suddenly every worst-case scenario my mind could invent came rushing in. “Hector?” I whispered, my throat tight. “What really happened that night? Please just tell—” “Not here.” He cut me off again and took my wrist, not roughly, but with enough urgency that I didn’t dare resist. He walked fast, pushing open his bedroom door and pu
Ivonne’s POV The moment the agreement leave our mouths, the entire boardroom bursts into applause.Actually applauds.Mr. Clarkson laughs triumphantly, slapping the table. “Just a month! We can work with that.”Several of the older board members nod and start whispering to each other with bright, greedy eyes — like I just handed them the company’s future wrapped in a red ribbon.I sit there, frozen, feeling my stomach twist. They aren’t celebrating me. They’re celebrating the fact that it’ll only take a month to sink their hooks deeper into my life.What did I just do?I try to smile, but it feels forced. My throat’s dry. I can already feel Hector’s burning stare from beside me.The applause fades when he suddenly grabs my wrist and pulls me out of my chair.“Hector—”“Outside.” His voice is low, controlled, but there’s thunder behind it.He doesn’t wait for me to argue. He drags me out into the hallway, his grip firm but careful enough not to hurt. The door shuts behind us with a so
Ivonne’s POV The moment the agreement leave our mouths, the entire boardroom bursts into applause.Actually applauds.Mr. Clarkson laughs triumphantly, slapping the table. “Just a month! We can work with that.”Several of the older board members nod and start whispering to each other with bright, greedy eyes — like I just handed them the company’s future wrapped in a red ribbon.I sit there, frozen, feeling my stomach twist. They aren’t celebrating me. They’re celebrating the fact that it’ll only take a month to sink their hooks deeper into my life.What did I just do?I try to smile, but it feels forced. My throat’s dry. I can already feel Hector’s burning stare from beside me.The applause fades when he suddenly grabs my wrist and pulls me out of my chair.“Hector—”“Outside.” His voice is low, controlled, but there’s thunder behind it.He doesn’t wait for me to argue. He drags me out into the hallway, his grip firm but careful enough not to hurt. The door shuts behind us with a so
Ivonne’s POV The moment the agreement leave our mouths, the entire boardroom bursts into applause.Actually applauds.Mr. Clarkson laughs triumphantly, slapping the table. “Just a month! We can work with that.”Several of the older board members nod and start whispering to each other with bright, greedy eyes — like I just handed them the company’s future wrapped in a red ribbon.I sit there, frozen, feeling my stomach twist. They aren’t celebrating me. They’re celebrating the fact that it’ll only take a month to sink their hooks deeper into my life.What did I just do?I try to smile, but it feels forced. My throat’s dry. I can already feel Hector’s burning stare from beside me.The applause fades when he suddenly grabs my wrist and pulls me out of my chair.“Hector—”“Outside.” His voice is low, controlled, but there’s thunder behind it.He doesn’t wait for me to argue. He drags me out into the hallway, his grip firm but careful enough not to hurt. The door shuts behind us with a so
Ivonne’s POV Hector is practically vibrating with anger beside me now. I could feel him Seething. Silently. Dangerously. And I’m sitting right next to him, trying to hold myself together while the entire boardroom watches us like they’re waiting for someone to get stabbed with a pen. My pulse was already racing, but I forced a calm breath into my lungs. Losing my cool now will only make things worse. Hector’s anger was starting to feel like an electrical storm in the room — thick, sharp, crackling against my skin. It’s making my nerves jump in ways they have absolutely no business jumping. I straightened my back, smoothing my palms on the table, and finally speak. “Alright,” I say, sounding far calmer than I feel. “Before anything gets blown further out of proportion, I need to be very clear. I have never — not once — expressed romantic interest in Justin. And he never proposed to me.” Mr. Clarkson leaned back like he’s been waiting for his cue. “But did you, or did you not,







