Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated to a Liar: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

"This was supposed to be your Mating Ceremony! Couldn't you have waited just one more day?" Bella’s voice was as sharp as a blade."Ivy, listen to me, this was all just a goddamn mistake!"A mistake?Was it a mistake that every time Silas and I fought and he stormed out, Bella’s phone would suddenly go dead?. Was it a mistake that when Silas and I visited her place, he seemed more familiar with every corner of her home than I was?. Even the dog Bella owned only ever acted friendly toward Silas.Perhaps I should have seen it all along. I simply didn't want to believe that the two most important people in my life would conspire to put on such a cruel performance."Bella, you are absolutely shameless!"Rage swallowed my reason, and my palm cracked hard across her face before I could think.Silas rushed forward, shoving me back. "Ivy! Are you fucking losing it?!". He stood protectively in front of Bella, looking at me with a gaze full of unfamiliar disgust."We screwed up, okay? But do you

Silence fell over the room like a tomb. My heart died in that very second.On the day my father died—the day Silas claimed he was on a "classified mission" and Bella claimed she was bedridden with a "severe flu"—they had been in the same bed all along. My desperate cries for help over the phone had been nothing more than background music for their sex. Silas hadn’t even shown his face at my father’s funeral.Afterward, as I was tortured day and night by the grief of losing him, Silas had held me in his arms, whispering sweet lies. "It’s okay, Ivy. Your father has become the brightest star in the sky, watching over you. I’ll take his place and protect you forever."The truth was this filthy.A flash of panic crossed Silas’s face. He reached out to me. "I’m sorry, Ivy. I..." "I was just worked up. I didn't mean it."I bit my lip so hard the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. Like a woman possessed, I began smashing everything in the room—including our framed wedding photos."Get ou

The next morning, the sun’s glare jolted Silas awake.He reached up to shield his eyes, only to find Bella sleeping naked against his arm. They had spent the night tangled together. But as he looked at her, a hollow ache gnawed at his chest.Not a single text from Ivy. Not one.In the past, she would have bombarded his phone with frantic, hysterical questions. Now, the silence of his phone was more terrifying than any confrontation.He couldn't shake the image of Ivy from the previous day—collapsed on the floor, blood soaking through the back of her shirt, dragging herself toward the door while screaming for a Healer. In that moment, a sharp pang had pierced his heart. He had instinctively wanted to rush to her, to scoop her up and hold her.But then he had seen her coldness toward Bella. He had suppressed his protective instinct, telling himself she needed to be taught a lesson.Now, that arrogance was being replaced by a crawling sense of dread.He pulled his arm away, startling Bell

Silas ran through every cemetery in the region like a man possessed. He asked at every gate and searched every row until, finally, at the edge of the territory in a graveyard overgrown with white roses, he found my mother’s name. Her headstone was new, and her photo showed her smiling, just as she used to look at him.He remembered her holding his hand, her eyes shining with hope. "Silas, I’m entrusting Ivy to you. Love her well and make her the happiest female in the Pack." When he fell to his knees, they slammed against the stone with a dull thud, but he felt nothing."Ma'am..." his voice was a ragged whisper. What could he possibly say? Could he tell her that while a rogue’s silver claws were ripping my back open, he was busy icing Bella’s bruises? Could he admit that while I knelt alone in a hospital hallway praying for her life, he was cradling Bella to sleep? He remained there, kneeling from afternoon until the sky turned black. When the groundskeeper came to close the gates, Sil