The Messenger( Iva) novel Chapter 188

Full Confession-2

She paused, remembering the cold dread that had filled her chest that day.

“I tried to give him a chance, confess to him that we were fated mates after I discovered the truth, and that I was the Messenger, but all he did was to call me a liar. So, when I escaped during our graduation ceremony, I rejected him.”

Caleb’s breath caught.

“What happened after?” Caleb’s voice was rough.

“I ran away. But this time I had a goal. I had heard about the Lycan Academy-and I applied in secret. It was supposed to be impossible to get as a regular wolf, as a runt. Impossible to afford. Impossible for someone like me.”

She looked at Caleb then, truly looked at him.

“But I applied anyway. In secret. And it paid off, as I was accepted, to my surprise.”

Her voice dropped to a whisper.

“By the time I was accepted, I had nothing left. No money. No family. No pack. Just an acceptance letter and a dream and a desperate, foolish hope that somewhere out there, I could build a life that was mine.”

The silence that followed was heavy.

Caleb had not moved. His wine sat untouched beside him. His eyes were fixed on her face, and through the bond, she felt his emotions swirling like a tempest-rage and sorrow and admiration and something that burned so hot it made her chest ache.

He was speechless.

His heart burned with rage for the injustices she had suffered. The pack that had almost sold her. The mate who mocked her. The world that had chewed her up and spit her out and left her to survive on scraps and dreams.

But beneath the rage was awe.

She had seen it in his eyes before, but never like this. He was looking at her like she was something miraculous-something precious and rare and utterly impossible.

“Your ingenuity,” he finally said, his voice hoarse. “Your planning. How you survived when everything was stacked against you.”

He shook his head slowly.

“I thought I knew what strength looked like. I thought it was power and speed and the ability to crush your enemies beneath your heel.” His eyes met hers. “I was wrong. You are one of the strongest person I have ever met.”

Iva’s throat tightened.

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“I’m not strong. I was just too stubborn to surrender, runt or not.”

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Caleb rose from his chair and crossed the space between them. He knelt in front of her, taking her hands in his, pressing them to his chest where his heart beat strong and steady beneath her palms.

“You are not alone anymore,” he said.

The words were simple. But the way he said them-with so much conviction, so much promise-made tears prick at her eyes.

“No more running,” he continued. “No more surviving on scraps. No more sleeping in shady places.” His thumbs traced circles on the backs of her hands. “You have a pack now. A real one. You have a mate who will burn the world down before he lets anyone hurt you.”

Iva blinked, and the tears spilled over.

“I don’t know how to be part of a pack that accepts me,” she whispered. “I don’t know how to trust that this is real.”

Caleb squeezed her hands.

“Then we learn together.”

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