The Messenger( Iva) novel Chapter 18

The Truth They Refused to Hear–2

The Truth They Refused to Hear–2

“Why are you doing this?” she asked, her voice breaking. “You can’t just lie like that. You’re

déstroying my life.”

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Nick tilted his head, amused. “And why not? Plus, what it is left to be destroyed? You did it already.

on your own. In the end, you are the runt of the pack. A Gamma failure.”

Something inside her snapped.

The words exploded from her chest before fear could stop them.

“Because we are fated mates.”

The world froze.

For half a second, there was silence.

Then Nick laughed.

Not a chuckle.

Not disbelief.

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He laughed hysterically, loud and sharp, drawing attention from everyone nearby. Heads turned.

Whispers ignited.

Iva stood there, shaking.

“I’m not joking,” she said desperately. “Nick, listen to me-”

“Oh, this is rich,” he interrupted between laughs. “And how exactly do you know that, hm?”

She swallowed hard.

“Because,” she said, her voice trembling but clear, “I am the new Messenger.”

For a heartbeat, his laughter stopped.

His eyes narrowed.

Something unreadable flickered across his face.

Hope surged in her chest-

And died instantly.

Nick threw his head back and laughed even louder.

“So you hear that?” he shouted, turning back toward the others. “Miss Delusional here thinks she’s

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the Moon Goddess’s Messenger!”

The group erupted.

Ella stepped forward sharply, her face twisted with fury. “Are you serious right now?” she snapped.

Before Iva could react-

Slap.

The sound echoed across the courtyard.

Pain exploded across Iva’s cheek, her head snapping to the side as gasps rippled through the

crowd.

Ella glared at her, eyes blazing. “I can’t believe you would resort to such disgusting lies just to climb to the Luna position.”

Iva’s cheek burned. Her ears rang.

“You are truly insane and disrespectful,” Ella hissed.

Laughter followed.

Mockery.

Whispers sharpened into knives.

Iva stood frozen, humiliation crashing over her in waves.

She had told the truth.

And they had destroyed her for it.

As she lowered her eyes, one thought screamed inside her mind-

If even the truth cannot save me… then what will?

The tension shattered suddenly.

“Iva!”

Lori’s voice cut through the laughter like a blade.

Before Iva could even react, Lori was there–grabbing her wrist firmly, pulling her away from the

crowd with a sharp look that dared anyone to interfere.

“Forgive my friend,” Lori said loudly, her voice clipped and polite, though her grip tightened. “She’s

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Iva barely had time to breathe before she was dragged across the courtyard, past curious stares and mocking whispers, until the noise dulled behind them.

The moment they were out of sight-

Her eyes widened.

“You’re… you’re not messing with me, right?” she whispered. “This isn’t some kind of breakdown

joke?”

“No.”

Lori inhaled sharply. “When did it happen? How? How do you even know?!”

Brrring.

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“Now,” she said. “Spill. Everything.”

Iva took a deep breath.

And she told her.

About the forest.

About the red thread.

About Avalon’s revelation.

About the Moon Goddess’s dream.

About Nick.

About the lie.

When she finished, silence stretched between them.

Lori stared at her like she had just witnessed history unfold.

“Oh my Moon Goddess,” she breathed.

She clutched Iva’s arms suddenly, shaking her slightly. “You are really the one.”

Iva laughed weakly, a sound torn between disbelief and relief. It was so strange for someone to \ finally acknowledge and believe her.

Lori’s eyes sparkled. “You need to help me find my fated mate,” she blurted out. “Please. I know that sounds selfish, but I’ve heard the bond is insane. Like–nothing compared to chosen mates.”

She paused, then added sheepishly, “Purely academic interest.”

Iva laughed more freely this time, the sound surprising her.

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But Lori’s expression shifted quickly, turning serious.

“But that weasel,” she said darkly. “Nick.”

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Her jaw tightened. “I can’t believe he did this to you. I wish I could chop his balls! And to believe

that he is actually your freaking fated mate! Iva… my heart breaks for you.”

She squeezed Iva’s hands gently.

“But, the important question now,” Lori said firmly, “is this:”

She leaned closer.

“What are you going to do next?”

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