[{"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-399":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},764473,1010,"Chapter 399 SOMETHING’S WRONG","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-399",399,"\u003Cp>CELESTE’S POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew something was wrong long before anything actually happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a sound or a scent or even something I could clearly name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a feeling—subtle at first, like a thread pulled taut deep in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night pressed in on me in a way that felt...familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lay still on the narrow bed in my Frostbane quarters, watching shadows shift on the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards stationed outside hadn’t moved for hours. Their presence was a constant weight, felt even without a wolf to confirm it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had grown used to being watched, being contained, being treated like a criminal that might slip through their fingers if they loosened their grip for even a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My fingers clenched against the thin blanket, the fabric coarse beneath my skin. The unease climbed higher, pressing into my ribs, constricting my lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in the vague, restless way I had felt these past few days, but in a sharper, more defined way that made my pulse climb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time the world had felt like this—too still, too expectant, like something unseen was closing in—was moments before the escape attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory hit harder than I expected. Cold metal against my wrists. The suffocating helplessness. The moment everything had shifted, and there had been no way to stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My breath snagged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No,” I whispered under my breath, pushing myself upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no logical explanation for why I felt this way. All I knew was that I felt this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I swung my legs off the bed, ignoring the slight tremor that ran through them as I crossed the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The restraints at my wrists and ankles clinked softly with each step, a reminder of how little freedom I actually had within my own pack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least I was no longer chained to the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey,” I called, slamming a fist against the door. “Open up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pressed closer, my hand flattening against the cold surface. “I said open up! Something’s wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the guards shifted on the other side. I clearly heard the scrape of a boot, the faint adjustment of weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing’s wrong,” he replied after a moment, his tone controlled but edged with impatience. “Go back to bed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t understand,” I snapped. “I’ve felt this before. We need to—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re not opening this door, Celeste. We have our orders from Alpha Ethan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I exhaled slowly through my nose, trying to keep the rising frustration from spilling over. “Then call Ethan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word hit like a slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d lived so much of my life never hearing that word, and now, a lowly guard said it to me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not asking,” I said, my voice hardening. “Call him. Now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, colder this time, “Unfortunately, we don’t take orders from you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am your Alpha’s sister!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re our Alpha’s burden,” he retorted. “After everything you’ve pulled, the least you could do is sit still and be quiet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sucked in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everything you’ve pulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The erratic behavior. The outbursts. The constant suspicion that I was hiding something, planning something, manipulating something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had earned every ounce of that distrust and disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not trying to escape,” I said, quieter now, though the urgency still burned beneath the surface. “Just call him. Please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not happening.” There was a finality in his tone. “You’re staying right where you are.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned away from the door and began pacing the small room in quick, agitated steps. The restraints bit faintly into my skin with each movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation only escalated, cinching tighter around me like an invisible net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed to think. What did I have at my disposal that I could use?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wolf. No mind-link. No authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raked a hand through my hair, frustration boiling until it threatened to ignite into recklessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had to reach Ethan. I had to warn him. I had to—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The handle turned, and the door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes widened. “Elara?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long time ago, the sight of Ethan’s Gamma would have filled me with loathing and disdain, but now relief hit so abruptly it almost made me dizzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped inside and moved toward me with urgent steps, her expression tight and focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just received a very confusing order from a ten-year-old,” she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. “What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed my arm and, with a key she retrieved from her pocket, began to unlock the restraints. “No time for explanation. We have to leave. Now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nightfang safe house didn’t feel like safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood inside the room, my arms wrapped tightly around myself as my gaze flicked over the unfamiliar space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was smaller than I expected, with reinforced windows and limited exits. Guards were stationed at every possible entry point, their expressions grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t feel like protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like containment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt Celeste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daniel stood between two tall guards, his small frame looking even smaller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I didn’t recognize what I was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a while since I’d seen him, and something about him had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For starters, he was much taller and broader. But more importantly, there was an...aura surrounding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if everything in the room was subtly orienting itself around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re here,” I whispered, unable to keep the confusion out of my voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded, his expression calm and serious in a way that didn’t match his age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So are you,” he replied. “I’m glad they acted as soon as I said to.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as I said to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phrasing caught me off guard, but before I could question it, he was already turning his attention to one of the guards, asking something in a low, controlled voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They answered him immediately, their full attention on the pint-sized heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watched the exchange, something strange settling in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the same boy I had dismissed without a second thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same child I had once looked at and seen nothing but an obstacle. An inconvenience. A reminder of everything I had lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, standing here, with everything falling apart around us, he was the one holding it together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced back at me, his gaze sharp despite the softness of his features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should sit,” he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movement was almost automatic as I lowered myself onto the chair nearest to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A glass of water appeared in my line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drink,” Daniel said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hesitated for a fraction of a second before taking it, my fingers brushing against his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s safe here,” he added. “My grandmother’s upstairs, and there are guards everywhere. We’ll keep you safe, Aunt Celeste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something in my chest shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did...” I cleared my throat. “Are you the one who had me brought here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded. “You’re safe here,” he repeated firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the room seemed to blur—not in a disorienting way, but in a way that softened the edges of everything around me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For just a second, the little boy before me wasn’t Daniel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a much younger girl, climbing into bed with me in the middle of the night and pulling me into her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are monsters,” I had whispered, clutching her tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her arms had tightened around me, warm and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They won’t get you,” she promised, her voice certain in a way that made my chest loosen. “I’m here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if they do?” I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head against me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They won’t. I won’t let them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory surfaced so suddenly it left me breathless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hadn’t thought about that in years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t allowed myself to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, before everything became a competition, Sera had been my protector. My comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glass trembled slightly in my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tightened my grip on it, forcing the memory back down before it could take root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the past. It didn’t matter now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound cut cleanly through the room, pulling my attention back to the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked up—and the breath left my lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speak—well, think—of the devil...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera and Kieran stood in the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>",1370,"2026-06-03T02:27:49.405Z",1,"novelbin.me","32cbb7959ec7a17d38c52dffd2874ee87761d63dbee13fe350bc544c3a102506","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-400","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-398",488,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-cover.jpg"]