All Chapters of Mates Deception : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21Kieran’s povWe soon got back down to the hut and I carried her inside only to stumble on the ax I had been carrying all along. I looked down at her as she was already fast asleep.With a sigh, I walked to her room and dropped her on the bed. She was better off being a maid back at her former alphas house. This life… it wasn’t for her.She was too weak and fragile. How was she the daughter of my alpha? I thought back to my interaction with her mother and knew that the weakness had come from that side of the family.She was not as strong as the alpha. I doubted she had any special abilities minus the seduction one she had.I smelled a familiar scent and a rustle outside as I placed her in bed and covered her up before going out of the room and shutting it.I slowly walked to the ax by the door, picked it up and tossed it to the side to avoid it clattering.I then went out to see a man standing by a large tree.“I see you’ve made a home for yourself,” he said as I folded my

Chapter 23Sierra’s povI got up from bed slowly as I felt my entire body aching me. I laid back as I thought of Kieran.He had saved me. But he was so cold.He saved me, though. That was what was important. At least I was safe.I shuddered to think what would have happened had those wolves decided that I wasn’t worth living. Maybe I would be dead as I couldn’t defend myself. But he had saved me. I brushed the thought away, there was no sense in thinking about it. I had to focus on what was happening now.I crawled out of bed and stretched. I heard a steady rhythmic noise through the wall from outside.Chop. Chop. Chop.It was the sound of wood being cut.I walked over to the door and stepped outside. Kieran was out there too, his big body making light work of swinging an axe down onto a thick log, splitting it in half.He didn’t even glance my way.He didn’t even look at me. His body was built in such a way that touching it could send waves through my body.I sighed and walked back

Sierra’s povHow was I supposed to seduce and eventually kill Damian? How was I supposed to do that so soon?I wasn’t ready. I knew that. I couldn’t do that it and I didn’t really like the idea of it— at all. I didn’t want to hurt anybody, especially not kill them. But… there had been no choice in the matter; father had made sure of that: A mission… was a mission.I was alone in my room after that call and for minutes I had been staring at the wall but now I couldn’t stand it any longer. The walls were closing in on me. I had to get some air.He was waiting outside the door, sitting on the grass when I opened it.“Are you alright?” he called, not bothering to look back.I didn’t answer right away. How could I? What was I supposed to say? That I was scared? That I didn’t want to do it? I couldn’t say that. Kieran would never get it.“I-I don’t know what to do.” I finally manage to speak, my voice barely above a whisper.At first he doesn’t say anything, but I can tell he turned to loo

Sirella's POV I should have known Kieran had something crazy planned. After hours of hiking, my legs ached, my throat was dry, and my patience had run out. But when we finally stopped, I almost wished we hadn’t.A giant house was at the top of the hill, towering over the trees like something out of an old movie. It wasn’t a normal house—it was too big, too dark, too… intense. The walls were made of stone, and the windows were tall with thick curtains that barely let any light through.I hesitated, shifting from foot to foot. “Where are we?”Kieran didn’t answer.Of course, he didn’t. He just pushed open the tall iron gate, which groaned loudly, like it hadn’t been moved in years. Without looking back, he walked inside.I sighed, rubbing my face before following.Inside, the air felt different. The floors were covered in thick red carpets that silenced our footsteps. Golden candle holders lined their walls, their flames flickering just enough to cast shadows. The scent of roses mixed

SIRELLA’S POV I opened my mouth, then closed it. I didn’t even know what to say. The Matron rose from her seat, moving with slow, deliberate grace. "Tell me, child, do you know what power truly is?" I clenched my jaw. "Strength?." She smiled. "Wrong." My hands curled into fists. "Power," she continued, "is not about brute strength. It is about influence. Control. Power is walking into a room and having every eye turn to you, not because you demand it, but because they cannot help it." I swallowed hard. "You, my dear," she said, stepping closer, "you have this raw energy. Untamed. Unpolished. But with the right training, you could become unstoppable." A shiver ran down my spine. I looked at Kieran. "And you think I need this?" He nodded. "Yes." My chest tightened. I thought about all the times I had been underestimated. All the times I had felt powerless. "How long does this… training take?" I asked cautiously. The Matron smiled. "As long as it needs to.