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I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie." His hand hung in mid-air, then dropped as he tried to pull me close. "It's not what you think. I can explain." I pulled up the video and shoved it to his face. "This is why you bailed on me seven times, right?" I looked him in the eye. He held me, flustered. "I had my reasons." I waited for him to continue, curious about the reasons that had pushed him to marry Vivian behind my back and lie for three years.

“This world is nothing but liars.” Dante slid his arm around her waist, his lips brushing her hair. “Then let’s be the best liars of them all.” Their eyes lingered on their daughter, the wolf and his queen watching their heir sleep, their reign carved in blood, their future balanced on lies. For now, it was enough.

And this is not a luck story. People like to believe that men who rise from nothing do so because fate intervenes or opportunity appears at the right moment. Maybe that happens for some people. It didn’t happen for me. Instead, my beginnings were marked by betrayal—a family that should have been my foundation became my first battlefield. Before I understood or could describe it, I was fighting wars I never asked for. I was born into a lie. I didn’t know it yet.

" Those who are left. The same message she'd heard over and over from early childhood. The words were like a constant echo in her head. Find the others. And then the final message she'd left Lia with. On this journey, you will find your mate. The one you will bond with for life. The two of you can gather the newest generation together before we are destroyed by the worthless garbage. Don't let them win. Mate and survive. Mate. How could she even think about that when she had so much else on her plate? Was her grandmother crazy? In any event, she was certainly doing her best to fulfill part of her voyage. She'd taken a leave of absence from her job as a web designer, pulled out a chunk of her

I asked to give evidence. "Isn't it amazing!? Then what about magic?" Lia looked very enthusiastic, even as she moved closer to me. I could clearly see her sweet face, my chest immediately beat fast. "I don't know, even this time I heard about magic." While moving my body back to get away from Lia who was right in front of my face. "Can you read?" asked Lia. "Can, why?" "I have a torn spell book that I found. Just a moment, I'll look for it first." Lia stood up and went to a room that could have been her room. Not long after, Lia returned with a piece of paper that was quite worn.

I answered. "We will help. We also wanted to know the truth" they said but I didn't answer them I just stared at them. "We also need to finish reading this book to answer all our questions about what really happened before," I said as they nodded. "But before that. We need to make sure if this book is just the truth." said Ash and they agreed. "Who am I?" Lia asked and then suddenly letters appeared in the book.

My eyes move around based on instinct and as if fate is trying to test me, I see the dragon rider book lying on the floor, along with other books that have fallen with his bookshelf. My body tightens. It’s a pretty black colored large book with gold fonts. I had looked for it the other day but Xaden had come in before I could find it. I promised Liam to steal this for him and in return— he would protect my lie. But funny enough, I don’t have a single urge to reach for the book. My attention returns to Xaden limp body. I lower my upper body to his, placing my ear in front of his heart. I can’t hear a single breath. His chest is not moving.

"What were you doing in there?" I took the water, careful not to let our fingers touch. Each of his movements now seemed suspect. "I was looking for a book," I lied, watching his reaction carefully. "I was looking for a book, and then I passed out " Maybe if I repeated it, he would believe me. His expression revealed nothing. I set the glass down, my mind racing. Was I still in danger? Did all of those even truly? Or was this all just another nightmare—the memories, the hidden chamber, the pendant?

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"Why? People will want to make money out of it." "The last person that tried to duplicate it died." "What killed him?" "He just died." Nahigra responded, and I kept quiet. "How did you get the book?" Nahigra asked me, but I made a promise to the man that I won't spill to anyone. "No one. I just got it from a library." It wasn't a concrete lie, but I had to say something before she started doubting. She stared at me, it is well written on her facial expression that I just told a very big lie. But, I'm here to make sure that lies become the truth.