All Chapters of My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

SERAPHINA’S POV“Sera! Where the hell are you?”It felt like an eternity had passed before Judy’s voice rang through the trees, ragged and sharp with worry.Another echoed after it—Roxy, more irritated than worried. “If you went and froze your ass off out here, I swear—”“I’m here!” I called, voice cracking.My throat still burned, and I wasn’t sure if the tightness in my chest came from lingering panic or the wave of emotions that surged when I heard Alina.My legs wobbled as I scrambled down the ridge, breath fogging thick in the frigid air. Every step, every handhold, felt like clawing out of my own grave.By the time I reached the others’ flashlights flickering weakly between the trees, my arms trembled from the firewood load I had regathered.Most of it had gotten too wet to be much use in a fire, and I cursed myself for ultimately letting my teammates down.Judy nearly tackled me. “Gods above, Sera—you had me thinking—” She broke off, eyes flicking to the bloodied scrapes on my p

SERAPHINA’S POVMy pulse drummed so loud that I could barely hear Alina when she spoke.‘Get close,’ she replied, calm where I was chaos. ‘Close enough for me to see what you can’t. Close enough to feel the rhythm of his wolf.’My mouth went dry. Close. To Kieran’s wolf—a ferocious monster whose paw had nearly cracked my ribs minutes ago.I wanted to trust her. Gods, I needed to trust her. But even with her certainty, she hadn’t promised victory.She hadn’t said when or how. Only that there was a way.But what choice did I have? We’d already learned the truth the hard way—the rest of us couldn’t win against Ashar. We’d be crushed again and again.This was the only way forward.I forced my breathing into something steadier and faced my teammates.They had huddled closer, nursing their injuries, exhaustion and despair carved into their faces.I squared my shoulders. “We try again.”Roxy let out a sharp laugh, half-hysterical. “Try again? Did I miss something? What changed between now and

CELESTE’S POVEvery step of this cursed Trial had been an exercise in frustration.If I had known better, I would have studied my teammates in preparation for the LST. Learned who these nobodies I’d been saddled with were—their strengths, their flaws, the chinks in their armor.But I hadn’t. I simply assumed my presence, as their Alpha’s sister, would be enough; naturally, I thought they would orbit me, pulled by my gravity as the moon pulls the tide.I'd been wrong.Each of them grated at me in their own way—Callum’s brash temper, Lisa’s cutting remarks, Dylan’s passive aggressiveness, Elara’s blatant dismissal.What galled me the most was the realization that they didn’t admire me. They didn’t respect me. Fuck, they barely even acknowledged me.Sure, I had been away from the pack for ten years and barely knew them, but that should not have fucking mattered. They should have instantly warmed up to me and treated me like the royalty I am.And I should have been the leader of the team.

SERAPHINA’S POVThe echoes of the horns reverberated through my entire body as the thunderous voice wasted no time in announcing:“And the champions of the Latent Spark Trials are—OTS Team One!”The cheers that followed rattled my bones.My team erupted in stunned cries, and for one heart-stopping second, it felt as though my soul had lifted from my body. Like I was floating high, high above, watching this—this impossible thing—happen to someone else.We’d…won.I knew we’d been the first team to pass the last Trial, and, technically, I’d known what that meant.But knowing was one thing. Hearing it broadcast to the world was something entirely different.The central screen blazed with our images—us, battered and bruised, crossing the portal in slow-motion replay.I hugged my arms around myself, unable to tear my gaze from the footage. Objectively, I knew it was us up there—sweat, blood, terror, and all. But the spectacle had stripped away the raw edges, turning us into something unrecog

KIERAN’S POV“Mom!”My son’s voice ricocheted through the waiting hall, sharp and bright as a bell. Every head turned, but I watched only Seraphina.Her entire body went still—frozen in that way I knew well. Shock. Disbelief. The instinctive flinch before emotion struck.She didn’t even notice when Maya slinked away, throwing me a conspiratorial wink over her shoulder.And then, as Daniel bounded forward, her favorite flowers clutched tight in his hands, she unraveled.The shock melted away, and in its place, joy erupted—raw, unguarded, and so blindingly beautiful it made my chest ache.For a moment, I forgot we weren’t alone. I forgot the murmurs of other families, the bustle of staff, the clamor of reporters and cameramen.All I saw was Sera, her eyes glassy, her arms outstretched, trembling, as Daniel leapt into them.“My baby!” she gasped, burying her face in his hair. Her arms wrapped around him like a vice.His laughter muffled against her shoulder, and watching them cling to eac