[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her":3,"chapter-my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-336":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},764641,1010,"Chapter 336 NOT MY PLACE","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-336",336,"\u003Cp>SERAPHINA’S POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was not the Luna of Nightfang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>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.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the hope and vulnerability in his eyes when he asked...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could I say no?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>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.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>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.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, I wondered if the dark wasn’t the best place to be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>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.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was content to stay in the background and quietly support Kieran without inserting myself into situations that I had no business being in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until Imani burst into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a heartbeat, I wasn’t in Nightfang’s stone conference room anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was back under glittering chandeliers and gold accents at Kieran and Celeste’s reunion party, watching a tray shatter across marble while no one moved to help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was hearing Laura, the head maid’s voice—cold, sharp, cruel: ‘You will apologize to our guest, clean this mess up, and then we will discuss appropriate disciplinary action.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imani had seemed so much smaller then as she quivered under the head maid’s icy stare and the Gamma’s looming shadow. She seemed just as fragile now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The picture I was standing on the edge of was slowly taking shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I...I know you...I think.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s me.” The desperation in her voice felt like it could split her in two. “Imani. Your mate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran’s frustration strained against the leash he kept around his emotions. “Get her out of here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shifted subtly, moving closer to him, bracing for the emotional backlash I could already feel cresting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was too much. For Kieran. For Aaron. For Imani. For everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imani twisted against Gavin’s hold and turned toward Kieran, her eyes wild with hope and sorrow in equal measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please,” she begged. “Please, Alpha. Let me stay. Let me be with my mate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was at that point that I stepped forward, the thought: ‘not my place’ dissolving into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Imani,” I whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned, and my chest tightened at the sight of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hair was loose and wild, dark strands clinging to her tear-soaked cheeks. Her hands curled into Gavin’s arms, both a support and a barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red-rimmed eyes flicked wildly around the room until they landed on me, and her breath hitched so hard it bordered on a sob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luna—” she started, then stopped herself, horror flashing across her face. “I—I mean—Lady Sera. I’m sorry, I didn’t—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s okay,” I said quickly, moving closer. “Imani, it’s okay. I’m here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The relief that washed over her face was devastating. She looked like someone adrift for days who had spotted land at last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She twisted in Gavin’s hold, reaching for me. \"Please,\" she begged, voice cracking. \"You have to help me. He doesn’t understand. He doesn’t remember. But he’s here. He’s really here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside me, I could feel the tension rolling off Kieran in waves, the Alpha in him braced and rigid, already thinking ten steps ahead—to containment, to safety, to what could go wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I placed a hand gently on Imani’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gavin,” I said softly. “Let her go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated, glancing at Kieran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let her go,” Kieran reiterated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gavin released her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imani nearly collapsed forward, and I caught her before she could hit the floor. She clutched at my shoulders, fingers digging in, sobs wracking her small frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My throat ached, thick with the strain of holding my emotions back as I guided her to one of the chairs along the wall. I knelt in front of her and positioned myself between her and the man standing silently near the far wall, hollow-eyed and wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Imani,” I said gently. “Where’s your son?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With my friend,” she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay, good. Can you tell me what happened? Start from the beginning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded shakily, wiping at her face with the heel of her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Six—no, five years ago,” she said, voice trembling. “We’d only just been married when he was called out to the border. Aaron was so proud; he said serving the pack meant everything, that he’d come back stronger, that we’d start our real life then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wet, broken laugh escaped her. “I didn’t even know I was pregnant when he left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart clenched as an image of her son, whom I’d once babysat, flashed through my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I found out a month later,” she went on. “I was so excited, but I didn’t send word because I wanted to tell him in person. Then I felt the bond shatter.\" She swallowed hard. \"Soon after, the news came. They said there was nothing left to bring home.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes lifted to mine, shining with old pain. The room felt unbearably quiet, as if no one dared breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I raised our son alone,\" she continued. \"Worked double shifts to keep us afloat. People said I was young enough to try again. That I should remarry. I couldn’t. Not when part of me died with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her shoulders caved, head bowing under a silent, crushing grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then recently, I felt it again. Just a flicker—so faint I thought I was imagining it. I told myself it was nothing, that grief is unpredictable.\" She let out a shaky breath. \"But tonight, it was real. Strong. Pulling me forward like a thread. I followed it. I didn’t even know where I was going. I just—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked past me then, toward Aaron, and I moved, blocking her view. “Eyes on me, Imani,” I said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know he’s confused,” she said, her gaze shifting to mine. “I know something’s wrong. But I don’t care. He’s my mate, and the goddess brought him back to me. He can meet his son. He can...” Her words dissolved into a sob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned, catching Kieran’s gaze across the room. Compassion shone in his eyes, dulled and heavy with confusion, warring with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head, a minute action, but the message passed all the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned back to Imani, softening my voice. “How about this—we get you settled somewhere safe where you can rest. Tomorrow, we’ll revisit this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head, sniffling. “I just want to be with my mate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded. “I know. And you will be, once we figure out what’s going on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She searched my face desperately. “You promise?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I promise,” I said. And meant it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How I was going to fulfil it was still to be determined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some coaxing—and more tears—I led Imani down the quiet hallway to the room Maya had used when she was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved like someone in a dream, clinging to my hand the entire way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once inside, I helped her into bed. She shook violently now, her adrenaline crashing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sat beside her and reached outward, carefully, gently, letting my psychic presence unfurl just enough to soothe, not invade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warm hush settled over the room, like a lullaby without sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re safe,” I murmured. “Your son is safe. Your mate is safe. Everything will be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you,” she whispered sleepily. “You were always so kind to me. Back then and now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My chest ached as her eyes closed and her breathing evened out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I returned to the conference room, the air felt colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron hadn’t moved from his position at the corner of the room, hands at his sides, posture loose in a way that wasn’t relaxed so much as...uninhabited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up as I entered, and when his hollow gaze met mine, a slick of unease crawled beneath my skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d felt this same emptiness once before—deep in the forest on the night of my Shift, staring into the empty eyes of a rogue whose mind had been scraped raw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was subtler. Cleaner. More...specific.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no less terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Alina,’ I reached inward. ‘Are you feeling this too?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Yes,’ she answered immediately. ‘It’s not absence. It’s removal.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I inhaled and let my consciousness drift forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t expect it to be easy. I braced for the mental blocks I’d experienced every time I’d tried this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was like applying force to break down a door, only for it to simply fall off its hinges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant I stumbled through the threshold of Aaron’s mindscape, cold rushed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind wasn’t just blank. It was empty—emptied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corridors ended abruptly. Rooms were sealed shut. Memories had been carved away with brutal precision, leaving echoes without substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the center of it all—something torn out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pulled back with a gasp, heart pounding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran was at my side immediately. “Sera?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I met gaze, dread pooling like ice in my veins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s alive,” I said softly. “But part of his soul is gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room went very still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And it was done on purpose,” I added.\u003C\u002Fp>",1547,"2026-06-03T02:27:49.405Z",1,"novelbin.me","4cee1210380b54142d5e9a5d9a732b0e44ca3a6cf85ebb50ebdf412ce2d0ea74","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-82","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-81",488,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-cover.jpg"]