The Messenger( Iva) novel Chapter 128

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A pause.

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“Yes… his actions show that he wants us,” she admitted quietly. “He even gave us an engagement mark…”

Her fingers moved unconsciously, brushing lightly against her skin as if she could still feel it.

“But…” She exhaled. “…I realized something.”

Avalon hummed softly. “What?”

Iva’s gaze hardened slightly.

“We never talked.”

The words came simple.

But heavy.

“Not really.”

Avalon hesitated.

“We are waiting for the full moon… to prove you are the Messenger… to pass the test,” she offered gently, trying to make sense of it.

But Iva shook her head slightly.

“Don’t defend him, Avalon,” she said quietly, her voice carrying a quiet sadness now. “I want… with all my being… for him to accept us. And not because he is the Lycan Prince, but because we deserve to be happy.”

Her throat tightened slightly.

“But being the Messenger… and being his mate…” she continued, slower now, more deliberate, “are two different things.”

A pause.

“I would even say… separate matters.”

Avalon fell silent.

Listening.

“I was expecting… more from him,” Iva admitted, her voice softer now, almost fragile.

“More?” Avalon echoed, confused.

Iva swallowed.

“We never speak,” she said. “I mean… really speak.”

Her fingers curled slightly in her lap.

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“We barely see him. Every time… he’s summoned. Responsibilities. The royal family… I don’t deny that he has a big burden on his shoulders but…”

Her gaze dropped.

“Since he met us… he never gave us the time of day for a deeper discussion For him to try to get to know us better… or allow us to get to know him.”

The words hurt to say.

Because they were true.

And she had been ignoring it.

Until now.

“It hurts…” she whispered internally. “This gap.”

Her voice trembled slightly.

“I’m not even talking about him not introducing us to anyone… his family, his friends…”

A bitter exhale escaped her.

“Everything we do is mating.”

A pause.

“Hot… intense… overwhelming sex…”

Her eyes closed briefly.

“But…”

She opened them again.

“…we need more, Avalon.”

Silence filled her mind for a long moment.

Then-

Avalon sighed softly.

A sad, quiet sound.

Because she understood Iva.

And she couldn’t argue.

Iva was right.

And that truth-

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Made everything far more complicated than either of them wanted to admit.

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Understanding.

Patience

The bond might ignite something powerful, something undeniable, something that pulled two souls toward each other like gravity itself-

But without building something beyond that… It remained shallow.

Fragile. Driven only by instinct.

And instinct alone… was not enough to sustain something real.

Iva swallowed softly.

Because she knew her own weakness.

She knew how she reacted to Caleb.

Every time he touched her, every time he looked at her like that, every time he pulled her close-

She lost herself.

Completely.

Her thoughts blurred, her resistance faded.

And she followed.

Without question.

Without hesitation.

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