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My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her Chapter 339 STUDY DATE
SERAPHINA’S POVBy the time the sun climbed high enough to burn the last of the morning haze away, I had added ‘study date’ to the increasingly growing list of my favorite things about my new relationship with Kieran.He and I sat shoulder to shoulder at the long table in his office, the curtains drawn, the doors locked.The only light came from the desk lamp and the laptop's muted glow between us.The New Moon Institute’s offline database, which Alois had gifted me, was open, its folders branching into increasingly obscure classifications the deeper we went.Psychic theory.Cognitive fractures.Soul-adjacent phenomena.And then...Rituals.Not the modern kind. Not meditation techniques or grounding exercises disguised as mysticism. These entries were old. Fragmentary. Written in language that felt…cautious, as if the authors had known that even recording the information was dangerous.“Soul mending,” I murmured, my fingers slowing over the keyboard.Kieran leaned closer, soothing warm
My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her Chapter 338 DEFINE WEIRD
SERAPHINA’S POVThe dream didn’t begin with me.That was the first thing that was off about it—not the content, not the intensity, but the angle.I wasn’t inside myself the way I usually was when my mind wandered in sleep.I was drifting. Watching. Slipping in and out of others’ skin like frequencies crossing on a crowded wavelength.The first was Lucian.Not the sharp, composed Alpha the world knew, nor the shrewd, half-smiling man who so often stood at my side with quiet calculations behind his eyes.This Lucian stood alone at the edge of something vast and empty, shoulders bowed, gaze fixed on the ground as if he were afraid that looking up might break him.There was no dialogue. No explanation.Just the weight of regret and something…foul clinging to him like fog.Then the scene shattered, and I was falling—Into heat. Smoke. Blood.Aaron.I felt the battlefield before I saw it: the copper tang in the air, the ache in muscles pushed past exhaustion, the distant roar of wolves clash
My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her Chapter 337 THE QUIET AFTERMATH
SERAPHINA’S POVAaron was escorted out of the room without resistance, guided down a separate corridor, and placed under careful guard.A guest and a threat, held in careful balance.I’d received confirmation that Imani’s son was safe with a fellow Omega colleague.Kieran stood at the head of the table in the conference room, hands braced against the stone surface as if it were the only thing keeping him upright.Gavin lingered to one side, arms crossed tight, tension coiled into every line of his posture.Christian was seated, spine straight, expression carved from granite.The wrongness lingered, thick and unsettling, like smoke in a room after the fire was put out.Somewhere beyond the closed doors, night guards moved with quiet urgency, boots scuffing stone, voices kept low but strained.I didn’t need to reach outward to know what that meant.By the time the sun rose, the whole of Nightfang would know something was wrong.“In the morning,” Kieran said, voice low and controlled, “we
My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her Chapter 336 NOT MY PLACE
SERAPHINA’S POVI was not the Luna of Nightfang.I had chosen Kieran again—carefully, slowly, on my terms. Those terms did not include slipping into a role that had never been mine to begin with.But the hope and vulnerability in his eyes when he asked…How could I say no?I should have.A prickling unease burrowed deeper and deeper into my bones as I stood rigid near the doorway of the conference room, half in shadow, listening to voices fracture and overlap.This was pack business. Alpha business. The kind of thing Kieran had once handled while I waited elsewhere, pretending it didn’t hurt every time I was left in the dark.But now, I wondered if the dark wasn’t the best place to be.Everything about Aaron was off. The sense of decay and poison stung against my senses so much so that I had to pull them back, like holding my breath against a foul stench.I was content to stay in the background and quietly support Kieran without inserting myself into situations that I had no business b
My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her Chapter 335 TECHNICALLY ALIVE
KIERAN’S POVThe drive back to Nightfang was torturous.Every mile, every turn, put more space between me and what I’d been forced to leave behind—Sera’s lips, swollen and soft beneath mine. The almost. The choice she’d nearly made, right before the world barged in and ruined everything.I’d never been so angry at the sight of the packhouse looming out of the trees, all stone and shadow and responsibility.Lights burned on the lower level, brighter than they should have been at this hour. A knot tightened low in my gut.I cut the engine and stepped out, already feeling Ashar coil awake beneath my skin—not with desire this time, but with wariness. The kind that came when something smelled wrong.Sera lingered beside me. The cold night air stirred loose strands of her hair around her face, and she looked so beautiful, my chest ached.She watched the packhouse too, and I was sure the wrongness in the air was amplified by her gifts.“I should let you get to it,” she said softly, shifting h
My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her Chapter 334 SLOPPY DRUNK
MAYA’S POVThe term ‘heat’ was aptly coined.Not the usual decadent warmth of desire, but an innate, biological shift—clinging, raising my temperature, blurring emotion with sensation, refusing to be ignored.Dinner lasted barely an hour. We started composed—wine, quiet conversation, Ethan’s knee brushing mine—but the closeness became unbearable quickly.The heat coiled tighter with every passing minute, fed by the bond, by his proximity, by the way my body reacted faster than my mind could keep up with.I couldn’t focus on the food, couldn’t sit still beneath the weight of it, and Ethan sensed it without a word.One look passed between us, and tension shifted to urgency. Moments later, we stood, mumbling apologies to the waiter as we left behind unfinished plates.We’d barely made it through the front door before we were tangled together, shoes kicked off somewhere behind us.His mark burned faintly at the juncture of my neck and shoulder, a warm, steady, living presence beneath my sk
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