[{"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-370":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},764444,1010,"Chapter 370 THROUGH HER EYES","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-370",370,"\u003Cp>SERAPHINA’S POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Celeste woke, the first thing she noticed was the restraints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leather cuffs at her wrists strained against the bedframe with a sharp, irritated tug. The metal ring securing them gave a faint clink in the quiet room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the f—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stilled as her gaze landed on me, sitting on the couch opposite the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?” she hissed, her voice rough from unconsciousness and exertion. “Am I an animal now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lunged at Maris,” I replied. “I can’t imagine what you’ll do to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something dark crossed her face as if she were indeed imagining all the things she wanted to do to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead then,” she sneered. “Do what you came to do—gloat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that what you think this is?” I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes flashed. “Oh, drop the act; no one is here to watch you play holier than thou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t come here to gloat,” I said. “I came for answers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought you already got what you wanted from your psychotic friend’s little trick,” she spat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not everything I wanted. I want to know what you and Father talked about when he came to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made her pause—only for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a sly smile curved her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was nothing special,” she said, managing a shrug.“He came to see how I was doing, gave me money, and said everyone missed me—that they wanted me home soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s it?” I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re lying,” I said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression went still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why would I lie?” she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrugged. “Why would a dog bark? Why would a lion roar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes flared. “Screw you. That’s what happened. End of story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of my lips quirked. “Want to know a secret?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A lot has changed since you left, and my ‘psychotic’ friend?” I leaned in. “He’s actually my teacher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could react, before she could comprehend the sentence, I moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands came up swiftly, cupping her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened. “Sera—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation was different from before. It wasn’t like opening a door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like punching through ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste’s mind instinctively resisted, just as Corin predicted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My skill was still rough around the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I didn’t need finesse; blood sang between us, a resonance like watching a reflection distort in a mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind was as messy as the last time I’d been in it, images fracturing across my vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light. Movement. Emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold darkness of Frostbane dissolved, replaced by warm Maldivian air thick with perfume and alcohol, the lingering heat of the day still rising from the concrete long after sunset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Music pulsed through the rooftop lounge, bass vibrating beneath stiletto heels and crystal glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the balcony, the ocean lay ink-dark and endless, dotted with the distant glow of anchored yachts and neighboring island resorts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was no longer standing beside Celeste’s bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was inside her memories, seeing through her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she formally severed her bond with Brett, her days were anything but miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not collapse into heartbreak or retreat into isolation. She immersed herself in excess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night after night, she attended private parties, exclusive events, and invitation-only gatherings where the Lockwood name opened doors, and heads still turned when she entered a room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed easily. She dressed impeccably. She lived lavishly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath the glitter and noise, something hollow echoed persistently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would let a man pull her close, would let his mouth brush her neck or hover near her lips, and for a moment she would lean into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, satisfaction never arrived. The thrill was shallow, dissolving almost as soon as it sparked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kharis stirred within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You are restless,’ her wolf observed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny pang shot through me as Alina recognized the voice of the sister she would never meet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’m fine,’ Celeste answered inwardly, her smile never faltering as she accepted another glass of champagne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You are searching for something that is not here. You are searching for him.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name did not need to be spoken. Brett’s absence lingered like an ache she refused to acknowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I will not love an Omega,’ she snapped internally. ‘That is beneath me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You did love him,’ Kharis said without accusation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste swallowed irritation and pressed herself closer to the man currently murmuring compliments in her ear, hoping he would drown out the sound of her wolf’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brett had been temporary. A stepping stone. A comfort during a wounded period. Nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, no other man’s touch quieted the restless space beneath her ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I would’ve felt a bit of sympathy if she hadn’t done it all to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pushed harder, and the memory shifted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hotel suite. Curtains drawn. The city of Los Angeles muted beyond thick glass. The air heavy with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste stood across from our father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence cut through the noise in her mind—louder now that Kharis was suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His suit was immaculate, his posture rigid, his expression carved from something colder than anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste’s first instinct was defensiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew it was only a matter of time before he would find out she was back in LA—and learn of her...adventures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She assumed that’s why he had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t imagine that his seeing her in the lobby, leaning into another man’s kiss—unmistakably public, deliberately reckless, impossible to ignore—helped matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the perfect-daughter image he once displayed so proudly now clashed with the spectacle before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she lifted her chin and squared her shoulders, prepared to deflect whatever reprimand he intended to deliver about optics and behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he removed a tablet from his briefcase and set it on the table between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Moon Hunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grainy footage. Familiar angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her stomach and jaw dropped, shock rippling through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You orchestrated it.” There was no accusation in Father’s voice—only certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste attempted derisive laughter, though the sound was strangled in her throat. “Hello to you, too, Father. I missed you, too, Father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took an imposing step forward, and she instinctively took one back, swallowing back the sarcasm with an audible gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You will explain this,” he continued, pointing to the tablet. “You will reveal to everyone what you did and apologize to your sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked at him. “I didn’t do anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You arranged to have Sera assaulted. When that failed, you leaked footage of her intimate moments.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blanched. “You don’t know that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw clenched. “My only regret is that I found out too late, and that your sister’s intimate moments with Kieran circled the underworld for so long before I purchased them and had every version destroyed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her composure wavered. “How did you even—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That is irrelevant,” he snapped. “I can’t believe you would stoop so low.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Celeste changed tactics. Tears welled on command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And I can’t believe that after ten years, you would come in here and talk to me like I’m a criminal, like I wasn’t betrayed, like I didn’t catch my fiancé in bed with my sister!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father’s expression did not soften.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“None of that matters now,” he said evenly. “You’ve already mated with another.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tears froze, and her eyes widened, panic flashing before she forced herself stone-still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“H-how did you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head. “You truly believe I would continue sending you money and not keep tabs on you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scoffed. “Whatever. That doesn’t even matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it does,” he hissed. “You said it yourself—it’s been ten years. It’s time to let go of this petty grudge and—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck that!” she spat. “Petty grudge? She ruined my life! She took everything from me—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She didn’t take anything from you,” Father shot back. “You lost it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I lost it?” she laughed harshly. “She’s the one who spread her legs and trapped him. She’s the one who—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Celeste’s voice rose, sharp and brittle. “Her very existence is an insult. She deserved the humiliation. She deserves a lifetime of shame. She’s a fucking slut and—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crack of the slap split the air, and Celeste’s face snapped to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father’s hand dropped immediately, disbelief flashing across his face, as if he didn’t realize what he was going to do until he did it. He had never struck Celeste before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cleared his throat and schooled his features back into a canvas of ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your mother and I regret some...decisions we made with Seraphina,” he said, his voice hard. “So, to atone, we went lax with you, indulged and coddled you too much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed. “We swung the pendulum too far in the other direction and turned you into a conscienceless brat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste could do nothing but gape at him, hand pressed hard against her stinging cheek, her eyes filled with shock and hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Father took a step closer, and an involuntary whimper left her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have one week. You will come home. You will admit fault. You will apologize to your sister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes darkened as the pressure dropped in the room. “That’s an order from your Alpha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And if I don’t?” she whispered, her voice trembling along with her whole body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will drag you on your knees before Seraphina myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste’s eyes glazed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t even think about leaving,” he continued. “I have eyes on you at every given moment. I will have your accounts frozen, then we’ll see if you can truly survive the world alone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he turned and walked away, the door shutting behind him with a force that reverberated through the suite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence settled heavily in his wake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celeste remained where she stood, shaking, humiliation and rage coiling together inside her until she could no longer separate one from the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment, her hand darted out and grabbed her phone. Her thumb hovered only briefly before she dialed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The line rang once before it was answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the person on the other end could speak, a violent pressure tore through the memory and flung my consciousness back into my own body.\u003C\u002Fp>",1673,"2026-06-03T02:27:49.405Z",1,"novelbin.me","eba1077747348150d40a1f1b654ec49283345ce11f7edec5ff6febf81e7c7686","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-371","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-369",488,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-cover.jpg"]