Mask Of Deception Novels & Stories

“Prepare the King’s chambers. I need the mask.” A few minutes later, Rowan stood before the ornate mirror in Derek’s private rooms. The heavy, ceremonial armor felt alien on his shoulders. A servant held the mask, a masterpiece of illusion crafted by the pack’s finest artisan. It was a perfect replica of Derek’s face, imbued with a subtle magic that clouded the eye and made the wearer appear taller, broader, more imposing. He took the mask and fitted it over his own features. The world became slightly muted, the air tasting of metal and enchantment. He looked in the mirror and saw not himself, but his Alpha.

It was elegant and terrifying. We approached a woman seated behind a sleek glass desk. Her face was expressionless. When she saw Mr. Everhart, she stood quickly and bowed, deeply, reverently, before sliding something across the counter: a mask. Without hesitation, Mr. Everhart took it. The mask was white porcelain, etched with subtle obsidian lines. He placed it over his face and pinned a silver tag to his lapel. The name engraved on it was, Alpha. He turned to me “You won’t be needing this yet,” he said quietly, though his eyes behind the mask were unreadable.

"I’ll come back. When I can stand beside you without hiding. When I can look you in the eye and know that what we have is real." "And until then, I’m supposed to pretend you didn’t mean anything to me?" She smiled sadly. "No. Just remember me kindly. That’s all I ask." They stood in silence, the garden swaying softly around them. "You know," Ethan said finally, trying to lighten the mood, "I always wondered if the mask was hiding some hideous deformity or if you were just trying to look mysterious." She laughed through her tears. "Maybe both. I do have a slightly crooked nose."

He really meant his words of having her impersonate his bride. “You mean I'll wear a silicone mask and impersonate your wife for a year?.." she breathed “How am I even so sure that you aren't deceiving me? What if you tell me to impersonate her forever?" She questioned further. “No” he said and walked over to her, his eyes were red already — the effects of the elimination, coupled with that of the alcohol. “It's just a year, I promise. I have a task to complete too within that period” he said, referring to the safe box he's still bent on finding.

Those wretched things. “I didn't know you would have minded." He said honestly as he studied my pained face. "What happened?" His mood suddenly takes a serious tone, "Did someone say something to you? Why are you sad?" "Devereux," I heard Moe's voice behind me. I didn't even know Nadia invited him but I was so immensely happy to see him again. I looked around to see if I could have spotted James but alas most men wore those fancy son-of-a-biscuit masks. Nice call. Personality first party.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."

HYun-woo asked as soon as he arrived at the meeting place. "I've just arrived, boss," the man responded, presenting him with the requested item. Upon inspection, he felt content as the mask appeared remarkably authentic, ensuring that his true identity would remain undetectable. After completing the payment, he quickly departed and returned to his condo to try on the newly acquired hyperreal mask.

Edward sighed as he accepted the fact that he had to explain his identity when Andrea burst out in tears. "My head hurts so much and I feel so cold. Everyone hates me…" Andrea cried as she held her head. Edward used this time to wear his masquerade mask before walking towards her. "Stay calm and go take your bath. I called a doctor to take care of you." He said as he sat beside her. *What's the use of wearing the mask when she already saw your face?* He asked himself, but disregarded it to focus on persuading her to take her bath.

He told her and noticed how she was still staring at that Skull Emblem of that mask. “It’s my favorite mask, there are only five masks which was made for five of us, it will protect you when you go out of the packhouse, you know, you are unmated with alpha and he has not marked you, so there are chances they will think of you as the rogue but they will know you are one of us because now you have this mask.” He described to her and she nodded and put on the mask on her face and now only her eyes could be noticed.

Not all person that possess naivete looks is innocent and not all arrogance possess depravity. In one mask, there's always two sides. One is the one facing your face that probably know who is the real you. And the other one is the side facing the other people, the side where millions of hidden lies can be found, a diceitful mask that giving you a deceiving looks. The important lesson you must know and never forget is don't be contented on what you are seeing.