Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mates Deception : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Sirella’s POVThe classroom was dim, and the air thick with perfume and candle smoke. The woman in front of me—Madame Celeste—tilted her head, watching me the way a cat watches a bird. She was beautiful, the kind of beauty that made people stop and stare. Dark hair, smooth skin, red lips that never seemed to lose their color. When she spoke, her voice wrapped around you, soft but sharp, like a silk ribbon hiding a blade.“Tell me, Sirella,” she said, “when was your first time?”I blinked, heat rushing to my face. “What?”She smiled, amused. “The first time you had sex.”The blush spread down my neck. My hands clenched into fists on my lap. “It’s been a while.”Her smile widened, like she had expected that answer. “Good. Then you have no bad habits to break.” She circled me slowly, her heels clicking on the polished floor. “Remember, never look down unless you are creating an illusion—sirens lower their eyes, but only to make someone want to lift their chin.”I forced myself to keep m

Sirella’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the wooden walls of my room. My fingers traced the fabric of my dress, but my mind was somewhere else.The Gamma hadn't fallen for it.I had leaned in, whispered the right words, touched him just enough—but nothing. He hadn't even wavered. It wasn’t just rejection; it was like he had seen right through me, like my tricks were nothing to him.I clenched my jaw.Was I not attractive enough? That couldn’t be it. I had seen the way other men looked at me, the way they leaned in when I spoke, the way their eyes lingered. But him? He had looked at me like I was some child playing a game.I hated it.Maybe I had been too soft, too hesitant. I needed to try again. And this time, I wouldn’t just try to seduce him—I’d make him talk.I stood up, pulling the pins from my hair and letting it fall loosely over my shoulders. Then, I reached for the ties of my dress and loosened them until the fabric slid down my arms, stopping just above my ches

Sirella’s POVI stood there, my father’s words sinking in.Damien had my mother.I had to kill him.The room felt smaller, the air thick. My hands curled into fists at my sides. My father’s gaze was steady, waiting for me to react. Kieran stood next to me, silent as always.This wasn’t a choice. It never had been.I gave a small nod. “When do I leave?”“Tomorrow,” my father said. “You’ll return as a maid. Just as before.”The words sent a chill through me. Back to that place? Back to where it all started? My chest felt tight, but I forced myself to breathe.“Your presence there will not raise suspicion,” my father continued. “Kieran will escort you to the pack’s borders. He’ll stay close, watching, waiting for the right time to strike. You will act as planned. Get close to Damien. Finish this.”I nodded again. My voice wouldn’t come out, so I just stood there, swallowing back everything I wanted to say.I had no choice.I nodded.“Good,” my father said. “Rest tonight. You leave at daw

Kieran’s POVAlpha Salvatore’s voice kept playing in my head. Smooth. Cold. The kind of voice that never said a single word without a reason. That call wasn’t just a conversation. It was a move. A deliberate one.But why?I leaned back in my chair, tapping my fingers against the wooden armrest. I replayed the conversation in my mind, trying to pick it apart. Salvatore had given me information. A valuable piece of it. He told me about the Moon Bane—and about Sirella.His bastard daughter.The Moon Bane wasn’t just something that tricked your foe to be your mate .It is a blood curse, passed down through generations, waiting in silence until something woke it up. It didn’t appear in just anyone. It had to be triggered.And now, for some reason, it had awakened in Sirella now.I exhaled slowly, staring at the fire crackling in the hearth. While Shadows flickered along the walls, stretching, shifting. The room felt colder despite the warmth of the flames.The Moon Bane rarely appeared. Th

Sirella’s pov Alpha Damien said I was to continue my work as a servant—in service to my future Alpha. His words made me sick, but I had no power to refuse. Not when my mother was the price.Now, I lived in the palace. I worked there. I breathed the same air as him, walked the same halls. And worst of all, I stayed in the quarters closest to his, so I could attend to him whenever he called.The first few days were the hardest.I was alone.Even though I still had my secret meetings with Keiran outside the pack, they were brief, tense, and dangerous. We both knew if we were caught, we’d be dead.But when I was inside the palace, I belonged to Damien.And he made sure I never forgot that.I stood in the grand dining hall, holding a tray of wine. My hands ached from scrubbing the floors all morning, but I didn’t show it. I couldn’t show weakness.The doors opened. He walked in.Alpha Damien.He was dressed in dark robes, his presence filling the room instantly. His eyes found mine, like