[{"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-351":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},764425,1010,"Chapter 351 PLAN B","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-351",351,"\u003Cp>KIERAN’S POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I woke to cool sheets and space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For one disorienting second, I lay still, staring at emptiness, trying to decide whether the night before was a memory or a fever dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My body ached in that deep, satisfying way that came from being thoroughly, repeatedly ravished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashar was quiet for once—sated, if not entirely appeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the bed beside me was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Movement caught my attention, and I turned my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera stood near the dresser, fully dressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight spilled through the half-drawn curtains, gilding her in pale morning light. She wore fitted charcoal slacks and a soft cream blouse that draped elegantly over her frame. Her hair was pulled back in a sleek, low knot, exposing the clean line of her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sat up slowly, my gaze zeroing in on her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no visible marks. No flush. No lingering disarray that suggested she’d spent the better part of last night and early this morning writhing and moaning beneath me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then something else hit me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I inhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lavender. Clean linen. A faint, unfamiliar floral undertone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the unmistakable claim of my pheromones threaded through her skin, the proof of our connection that she’d been so concerned would expose us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had I imagined it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the fury, the possessiveness, the heat been nothing more than my own desperation heightened by the aphrodisiac we’d been exposed to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gods,” Sera said, glancing at me in the mirror. “I can literally hear you thinking—and my barriers are up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned fully, leaning back against her vanity. “Morning, sleepy head.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I narrowed my eyes. “Did we...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curved. “Did we what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pushed the sheets aside and stood, crossing the room in slow, deliberate steps. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and I saw her struggle not to glance down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night,” I said carefully. “That happened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her chin up to meet my eyes, crossing her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did it?” she asked, her face the picture of innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stopped a foot from her and leaned in, lowering my voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sera.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held my gaze, and I saw the mischief flicker there before she relented with a soft laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relax,” she said, placing a hand on my bare chest. “It happened. All your marks are covered by concealer and foundation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled, relief loosening the tension in my muscles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned in further, bracing my hand on the table on opposite sides of her hips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath hitched, and her pulse fluttered wildly as I gently stroked my nose up and down the expanse of her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why can’t I smell myself on you?” I grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, last night while you were busy babysitting, Astrid approached me again and offered me a gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I flinched at the word ‘gift’, and shoved down the image of Celeste that rose in my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gritted my teeth, and I pulled back to look at Sera. “What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very conveniently, one of the items she sells is a scent-masking perfume. It temporarily conceals pheromones.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Irritation bristled beneath my skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You used it on yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She arched a brow. “Only one day of the Hunting festival has passed, and look how much chaos unfolded. Plan A crumpled to shit last night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned forward and captured my lips in a slow, drugging kiss that almost made me forget my ire at being denied both the chance to mark her and the primal satisfaction of smelling myself on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled back slightly, her lips still brushing mine. “So this is plan B.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why use it now?” I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have a meeting this morning,” she answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Astrid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of them on the dance floor last night flashed through my mind, and Ashar bristled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keep your distance,” I snarled before I could stop myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera blinked. “Kieran.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care if she’s female,” I forged on. “She circles assets the way vultures circle carcass. And you’re a valuable asset.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head. “And that’s your only reason? Not because of the...rumors?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I bit back a snarl. “Well, they don’t fucking help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera let out a small, soft laugh. “I can handle Astrid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head. “You know what? Screw it. I’m coming with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. “Why not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because if you’re within ten feet of me, the perfume’s effect will weaken. Your scent will override it. I already need to reapply as is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled sharply. “Good. You don’t need to mask yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I do if I want to control the tone of the meeting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reasoning was infuriatingly sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned closer and wrapped her arms around my neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You hovering weakens my position,\" she said softly, her fingers idly curling through the hair at my nape. \"I need Astrid to see me as independent and in control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf in me didn’t like any of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Alpha in me understood optics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine,” I said finally. “But if she crosses a line—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She won’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And if she does?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera’s eyes flashed silver for half a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’ll regret it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That mollified me. Barely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in and pressed one last kiss to my jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides,” she whispered against my skin. “We don’t need scent to know what happened. I feel it in every step I take.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guttural growl rumbled up as I gripped her hip hard, staking my silent claim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was halfway down the freeway toward Nightfang territory when my phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” I answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan’s voice was tight. “She’s awake.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew exactly who he meant. My grip on the steering wheel tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s unstable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s not news.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed. “Not like last night unstable. Like...Celeste unstable. Gods, I forgot how fucking frustrating her fits were.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grit my teeth. “And you’re telling me this, why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s demanding to see you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t miss a beat. “No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kieran—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ethan, you saw what happened last night,” I said. “It’s a miracle I didn’t lose Sera. Whatever drama Celeste brought back, whether she’s complicit or not, I want no part of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too late,” he retorted. “Whether you like it or not, you’re already a part of it. Besides, maybe she has clarity on what happened. And I need information about our mother, but the only person she’ll speak with is you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I paused for a moment as the logic sank in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I muttered a curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll be there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as I ended the call, I sent Sera a quick message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Going to Frostbane. Celeste is awake and unstable. Will update.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I waited, but no reply came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Frostbane packhouse felt colder than usual. But that could have just been my sense of foreboding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan met me in the corridor outside the Alpha wing, tension radiating from him in waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s been up since dawn,” he said. “Won’t eat. Won’t drink. Just keeps asking for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s she?” I gritted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded towards an ajar door at the end of the hall. “In there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, I didn’t step inside the room. I positioned myself in the doorway, arms folded loosely across my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste sat upright in bed, her hair a tangled mass of gold, her skin pale against the stark white sheets, even though it should’ve been tanned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes snapped to the doorway the second she sensed me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kieran,” she breathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I showed no visible emotions. “How are you feeling?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze sharpened, eyes flicking to my collarbone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the fuck are those?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew exactly what she meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had not covered the marks Sera left on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ripped the bandage off. “Sera and I were together last night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste’s nostrils flared. “You’re fucking with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What part of my demeanor suggests that I’m in the mood for fucking around?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips parted and closed. Then a sharp, bitter bark of laughter spilled out of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unbelievable,” she rasped. “While I was going through hell, you were here shacking it up with my sister? It’s the last ten years all over again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No,” I ground out. “It’s not. Sera is my mate. I love her. It’s always been her, I was just too blind and stupid to see it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re blind and stupid right now,” she snapped, her eyes flaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, running my hand through my hair. “What do you want from me, Celeste? Why am I here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was silent for a beat, and then her hands fisted in the sheets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I lost my wolf,” she said suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire room froze, air crackling with stunned silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan shifted behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” I whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes went misty, and she blinked furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kharis—she’s gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell happened?” Ethan asked, coming to stand beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, don’t act as if you care,” Celeste hissed. “You all have been living happy lives with your fucking bitch mates while I—” The words seemed to lodge in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head, letting out another brittle laugh. “It’s good I don’t have a wolf, so I don’t have to smell the sickening mixture of my fucking sister’s scent with my fiancé’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ex,” I corrected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck you,” she spat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What right do you have,” she demanded, voice rising, “to be happy when I’ve lost everything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I held her gaze unflinchingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your condition is not related to my relationship with Sera.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t it?” she shot back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.” The finality in my tone silenced her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will do what I can to help for old times’ sake,” I said. “But I will not accept moral blackmail because your life did not unfold the way you wanted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face twisted into an ugly sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You chose her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bluntness of my answer made her flinch, pain surfacing raw and stark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were supposed to choose me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head. “No. It was always her. Choosing you was the mistake.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears glimmered in her eyes, but the rage there was scorching, holding grief at bay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I waited for you,” she whispered. “I loved you. And she took—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sera did not take anything from you,” I cut in, tired of hearing the same fucking spiel over and over again. “Not me, and definitely not your wolf.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste’s laughter came again, hollow and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get the fuck out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t waste a second longer in the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I turned away, I glimpsed her—motionless, jaw tight, eyes haunted as though listening for something that no longer spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>",1750,"2026-06-03T02:27:49.405Z",1,"novelbin.me","bf40a334e1e516c872cf2426d161d1b4847e43aa7433bca6b4add889fc3ec137","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-352","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-300",488,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-cover.jpg"]