All Chapters of My Sister's Mate Is Obsessed With Me: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Seraphina's POV Hilde's house was small and warm and full of noise by the time we got there.Ezra was in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and flour on his jaw, stirring a pot with one hand and arguing with Rena with the other about whether the stew needed more salt.Rena was sitting on the counter with her boots off and a cup of wine already in her hand. "If you add more salt I'm going to dump this wine on your head.""Your wine tastes like feet so go ahead," Ezra said.Hilde was setting the table and ignoring both of them.I stood in the doorway and watched them and my chest ached in a way I wasn't expecting. Not the bad ache I'd gotten used to over the past year. This one was warm. This one came from seeing a table being set and food being made and people laughing and knowing I was one of the people they were laughing with."You're staring," Dax said behind me."I'm remembering," I said. "The last time I sat at a table with more than one person was at Maren's house. Before th

Seraphina's POV Two days later I was standing outside the study door at midnight with my hand on the handle and my heart in my throat.We'd been good. Two days of mornings and breakfasts and walks through the pack with our hands joined. The wolves watching and smiling and looking away.Two days of Dax showing me the pack he'd rebuilt. The council room where he'd fought for open borders. The healer's hut where he'd slept on the floor beside the sick. The training grounds where young wolves were learning to fight.Two days of sleeping in his room with his arm around me and his scent on my skin and the bond humming between us and his hand finding mine in the dark and his mouth finding my neck in the morning and every time we got close to more he'd pull back with his jaw clenched and his breathing rough and his hands shaking from the effort of stopping.But tonight I didn't want mornings. Tonight I wanted the study.I pushed the door open. The room was dark and the moonlight was coming t

Seraphina's POV I woke up on the desk with a crick in my neck and sunlight on my face and Dax's arm across my waist and the smell of ink and leather and pine filling my nose.He was still asleep. His face was pressed into my hair and his breathing was slow and deep and his body was warm against mine on the narrow wood and I lay there for a while watching the dust float through the sunlight and listening to the pack waking up outside the window, voices calling and boots on stone and somewhere a child laughing.I slid out from under his arm without waking him and picked my shift up off the floor and pulled it over my head and looked at the study in the morning light, papers scattered everywhere and a book on the floor and the chair shoved against the bookshelf and the ink well safe on the ground where I'd put it and the desk six inches from the wall where we'd pushed it.I smiled and walked out and closed the door quietly behind me.The hallway was bright with morning sun and the house

Seraphina's POVHilde was at my door before the sun cleared the trees with a basket on her arm and a grin that said she'd been waiting for this since the day she watched me walk through the gate without a mask."Get up," she said. "We're going to see Elara.""It's barely dawn.""Elara starts sewing at first light and if we don't get there before the rest of the pack finds out about the ceremony she's going to have every woman in Blackthorn in her workshop asking for a new dress. Move."I pulled on clothes and followed Hilde through the streets and the morning air was cool and the pack was just waking up and two wolves on watch duty saw us pass and one of them nudged the other and whispered and by the time we reached Elara's workshop I could already hear the buzz spreading behind us through the houses like wind through dry grass.Elara was at her table with pins in her mouth and a measuring tape around her neck, three bolts of fabric spread across every surface. She looked up when we w

Seraphina's POV I turned from the mirror and Hilde grabbed me and hugged me. The fabric bunched between us and Elara made a sound like she was going to die if we wrinkled it. Hilde didn't let go and I didn't pull away and we stood there in the workshop with the torchlight on the walls and the ceremony twelve hours away.That night I sat alone in my room with the dress hanging on the back of the door and the moonlight coming through the window. My wolf was buzzing inside me, not pressing or howling but vibrating gently like she'd been vibrating since the moment I said "mark me" at the edge of the forest.I touched my neck where the mark would go and my fingers traced the spot where his teeth had pressed at the waterfall, where they'd pressed at the border pack, where they'd almost broken through every time before he pulled back, and tomorrow he wouldn't pull back.I lay down on the bed and the bond was humming through the walls and somewhere on the other side of the house Dax was lyin