[{"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-437":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},764561,1010,"Chapter 437 BLONDE GUINEA PIG","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-437",437,"\u003Cp>CELESTE’S POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hadn’t had much experience with guilt, but I quickly learned that it had a way of surfacing when least expected, creeping in through cracks I hadn’t known existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, it had a face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dreams started the night I met Mireya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t come to me the way I remembered her at the end—not broken, not bloodied, not collapsing under the weight of a choice that should never have been hers to make.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Olivia—alive, untouched by the way things had ended—appeared in fragments that didn’t feel like memories so much as reminders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not of what had happened, but of what hadn’t been finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All she’d wanted was to find her sister. She’d taken care of me because she thought I could help her reach that goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I’d gotten her killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The least I could have done was fulfill her dying dream, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even that, I couldn’t do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t me who found Mireya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been Sera. The one person I had spent years resenting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one person I had convinced myself didn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one person who had taken everything from me—including the chance to fulfill Olivia’s dying wish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if I needed to be more at her mercy and in her debt than I already was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—I couldn’t handle it. I had to do something to separate myself from this pathetic persona that was becoming more and more familiar with each passing day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So if paying Sera back meant sacrificing my mind...so be it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every eye in the clearing—Sera, Kieran, Alois, Corin, Aaron, and Imani—watched me with varying levels of wariness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood firm and tall, determined not to shrink further than I already had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera slowly rose to her feet, looking at me as if she wasn’t sure whether or not I was a hallucination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing here?” she asked, her tone wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t answer immediately. Part of me screamed to retract my words and leave before becoming an experiment for yet another woman with too much power she didn’t deserve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I straightened my spine and met Sera’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need another subject,” I said simply. “Another of Catherine’s...victims.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hated referring to myself that way, but the more time passed, the more I realized that was exactly what I had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had been nothing more to my so-called godmother than a blonde guinea pig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My words didn’t seem to register at first; everyone was looking at me with identical stunned expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then what I said clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I felt the tension ripple through them like a wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran shifted closer to Sera. He looked like he expected me to lunge, claws—or nails, at least—bared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alois didn’t move at all, but his focus sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corin’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imani looked between us, uncertainty written plainly across her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one trusted this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one trusted me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No,” Kieran bit out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t look at him, keeping my gaze on Sera. It still hurt to see both of them together. To know that he was yet another thing she’d taken from me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said it yourself,” I continued. “You’re close, but can’t push further without understanding the barrier. If she put it in him, chances are she put it in me too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not while I was in the Maldives, then maybe at some point in my childhood, because lately there had been fragments—sharp flashes of scenes and emotions that didn’t add up, surfacing without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were brief, vivid images: a hand in mine, laughter echoing across a sunlit lawn, the sense of safety—moments I couldn’t remember creating but that felt undeniably real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Me and Sera playing in a sandbox in the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera and I cuddled in bed as she read me stories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera being my...best friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more these fragments appeared—snatches of shared childhood and warmth—the less sense everything made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For as long as I could remember, I’d resented my older sister, so these flashes threw me for a loop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had really happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were those memories fake, or had they just been locked away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly had Catherine done?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I intended to find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think I’m going to experiment on you?” Sera asked, her voice growing colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘You wouldn’t be the first,’ I thought bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think you need to practice without risking him,” I said, gesturing toward Aaron. “And right now, he can’t handle it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated, and I knew my words rang true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why?” she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My lips instinctively pressed together, as if my body itself resented the idea of spilling my guts to someone who already had so much power over me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s my business,\" I replied, voice cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran scoffed. “Thanks, but no thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring him again, I kept my gaze glued to Sera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t resist,” I said. “And my mind is intact. Whatever is blocking his...you’ll be able to isolate it better with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could see Sera wavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew my logic was sound, too sound to dismiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at Aaron, and I knew she could see the way his body trembled, see the physical effect of the limit she had hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Celeste...” She shook her head. “Who says you’re a better subject than Aaron? You don’t have your wolf and—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I still have Alpha blood running through my veins,” I bit out, harsher than I intended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mention of Kharis rubbed against the raw wound inside me that hadn’t begun healing yet. I didn’t think it ever would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sympathy flashed in Sera’s eyes. I gritted my teeth, hands curling into fists at my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did I get here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did I become this...this pitiful thing at my sister’s mercy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can take whatever you have to give,” I added, voice hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You understand what this involves?” she asked me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My smile was humorless. \"You’ve wandered my mind before, remember?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression didn’t change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It won’t be painless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And if something goes wrong—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It won’t,\" I cut in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this was the only thing I could do, then dammit, I would do it right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera held my gaze, long and searching. I knew what she was looking for—deception, hidden intent, anything that would give her a reason to refuse and send me back to my room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know what she found, but she let out a small breath that sounded like relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a risk—for both of us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I knew they had limited options, and frankly, I didn’t care that much about myself, go figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright,” she said finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran’s gaze snapped to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sera—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We have no choice,” she said to him, and I had to watch as their gazes locked, and they had a telepathic conversation, even without a mind-link, proving just how well they knew each other, how far I lost what I thought I’d had in the bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Kieran sighed and turned to Alois.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think this is a good idea?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man eyed me, and I got the feeling that he was doing some mind-wandering of his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She has a point,” Alois added after a moment. “If Catherine interfered with Aaron’s mind, it’s not unlikely she did the same to others connected to her operations. If Celeste says she can take it, I say it’s worth a shot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t argue either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imani stayed close to Aaron. Her hand remained on his arm, unwilling to let go just yet. Her gaze flicked to me, uncertain, then away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one welcomed this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one stopped it either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera exhaled slowly, like she was settling something inside herself, then stepped back toward the center of the clearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit,\" she ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was cool beneath me as I lowered myself into Aaron’s place, the weight of every gaze in the clearing pressing against my skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kieran moved closer to Sera again, his presence a quiet wall at her side. His attention never left me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was waiting for me to prove him right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I drew myself upright and lifted my chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let him watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let all of them watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wasn’t backing out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sera stepped in front of me, the silver already beginning to stir beneath her skin, her eyes sharpening as she focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stay with me,” she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I held her gaze. It was hard to imagine that there had once been a time when we might truly have been sisters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—I’d always hated her, I was sure of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I intended to find out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I closed my eyes as the silver light rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she went in.\u003C\u002Fp>",1440,"2026-06-03T02:27:49.405Z",1,"novelbin.me","93c90263e09c47fc27d5cab6c0fdb5ba5df99f25d26582731fbdb24b6acb31fe","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-438","my-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-chapter-436",488,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-sister-stole-my-mate-and-i-let-her-cover.jpg"]