My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

AN'S

aphina's blood s

e needing my protection after years of neglecting combat training. But when thos

art s

y son's mother, the mate I'd never publicly claimed. Ye

e the rogues apart. Should've thanked the moon w

e chest, a snarl ripped from my throat before I could cho

wolf, Ash

ter the divorce papers. Not after a decade of de

ms ownership over a mat

n her waist make me want to paint t

n the phone dragged me back to th

in my stomach. How was she? I didn't know. I'd seen her dress in tatters, seen the blood pouring down her back, but I

o one had come to

Daniel if anything worse had happened to Sera? How would I justify p

er had passed between Sera and me, hurt

he

d, and Seraphi

the rolled-up sleeve of the shirt. Because she didn't have a

n and deal with injury like a mundane task

as in the room-a doctor or nurse. "Thank you...

fish in a cerulean sea. For ten long years, I had deliberately avoided looking into t

render again to that dangerous allure and betray my love for Celeste. But now, seein

zen over, and there was nothing-not even ang

er

silently praying to the Moon Goddess since they'd wheeled Sera in. Two hospi

p, rushing toward her daughter. Sera broke our gaze

argaret's voice trembled as s

her mother's hands suspended in empty ai

gaze cut past Margaret to where Ethan an

ne sharp with disapproval. "Mother's ju

the chest. This wasn't the Sera I knew. The woman who'd once clung to our rare kindnes

licking to me. "But then again..." A cold smile. "Who cares about

t's

to me with eyes stripped of all their former te

wered stiffly. "

gave a curt nod before

ist. "Daniel is safe where he is. You're

s circled her arm, brow furrowing.

targeted your father. This wasn't random, Sera. They're sy

hat have to

ce made the room c

an snapped. "Are you really

er years ago." Her voice was a wh

ed a hand through my ha

a step closer, eyes glinting like shards of diamo

oked at her,

u're all standing here trying t

ur mind, Sera?" M

chalance. "The divorce is signed. I've moved out. The f

ened. "Sera,

ise sharpened to a killing edge, "and you'll lea

gh my nose. "Le

leste-I felt her star

r car's still at the cemetery. Divorced or not, you're s

point. Even when you're right beside me, you don't choose me. I

in my voice should

n hesitate. Ju

't feel like a silver

Her distance shoul

between us make me want to tea

temporary, right?" Her fingers trembled agai

her-to the woman I'd loved for

her hand with mine, squeezing

chest, "with Father gone, I-I

pulling her closer. "No on

dampening my shirt. Yet my traitorous gaze kept dr

e coiled

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