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My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

105 Chapter 105 THREE TIMES · Nov 02, 2026

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151 151 Chapter 151 WHISPERS IN THE DARK 2026-11-02
152 152 Chapter 152 ASHAR 2026-11-02
153 153 Chapter 153 DEATH WISH 2026-11-02
154 154 Chapter 154 SOMETHING 2026-11-02
155 155 Chapter 155 WATChapter AND LEARN 2026-11-02
156 156 Chapter 156 SURGEON’S SCALPEL 2026-11-02
157 157 Chapter 157 THE CHAMPIONS 2026-11-02
158 158 Chapter 158 JOYOUS CHAOS 2026-11-02
159 159 Chapter 159 STILL A FAMILY 2026-11-02
160 160 Chapter 160 SHEER INJUSTICE 2026-11-02
161 161 Chapter 161 OLIVE BRANCH 2026-11-02
162 162 Chapter 162 MAGICAL GLUE 2026-11-02
163 163 Chapter 163 KIERAN BLACKTHORNE’S BUTTONS 2026-11-02
164 164 Chapter 164 JUST A GAME 2026-11-02
165 165 Chapter 165 BEAUTIFULLY POETIC 2026-11-02
166 166 Chapter 166 FAMILY OUTING 2026-11-02
167 167 Chapter 167 VALUABLE LESSONS 2026-11-02
168 168 Chapter 168 ZARA 2026-11-02
169 169 Chapter 169 CERULEAN ON CERULEAN 2026-11-02
170 170 Chapter 170 SO MANY QUESTIONS 2026-11-02
171 171 Chapter 171 WELCOME HOME 2026-11-02
172 172 Chapter 172 THE END 2026-11-02
173 173 Chapter 173 COOKIES AND SMILES 2026-11-02
174 174 Chapter 174 CONGRATULATIONS 2026-11-02
175 175 Chapter 175 YOU FEEL IT 2026-11-02
176 176 Chapter 176 DESTRUCTION MADE FLESH 2026-11-02
177 177 Chapter 177 MATTERS OF THE HEART 2026-11-02
178 178 Chapter 178 UPSIDE-DOWN DIMENSION 2026-11-02
179 179 Chapter 179 TAINTED PAST 2026-11-02
180 180 Chapter 180 COUPLE GOALS 2026-11-02
181 181 Chapter 181 TRUTH OR DARE 2026-11-02
182 182 Chapter 182 FRIENDS DON’T KISS 2026-11-02
183 183 Chapter 183 SOMETHING MONSTROUS 2026-11-02
184 184 Chapter 184 PRACTICALLY ALARMING 2026-11-02
185 185 Chapter 185 CELESTE DRAMA 2026-11-02
186 186 Chapter 186 ABOUT DANIEL 2026-11-02
187 187 Chapter 187 ONE DAY AT A TIME 2026-11-02
188 188 Chapter 188 D-DAY 2026-11-02
189 189 Chapter 189 WHAT’S NEXT 2026-11-02
190 190 Chapter 190 SHADOWVEIL 2026-11-02
191 191 Chapter 191 BLUE MOON 2026-11-02
192 192 Chapter 192 TRUE EMOTIONS 2026-11-02
193 193 Chapter 193 THE WRONG MEMORY 2026-11-02
194 194 Chapter 194 MOONBATH WISH 2026-11-02
195 195 Chapter 195 MOONLIT SPRING 2026-11-02
196 196 Chapter 196 FUCKING FANTASTIC 2026-11-02
197 197 Chapter 197 GOODBYE 2026-11-02
198 198 Chapter 198 QUITE A PHILOSOPHY 2026-11-02
199 199 Chapter 199 THE PACK RUN 2026-11-02
200 200 Chapter 200 WAKING UP 2026-11-02

105: Chapter 105 THREE TIMES 105: Chapter 105 THREE TIMES SERAPHINA’S POV

When I asked Lucian if he wanted to come in after he dropped me off, my heart was pounding in my throat.

It didn’t look like we would have any interruptions tonight, and the thought of what that meant—finishing what we started in the hotel—had me wiping sweaty palms against my jeans.

But then Lucian pulled out Uno cards, and the laugh that burst out of me carried away all the tension and anxiety.

An hour later, we were still sitting cross-legged on the carpet, a half-empty bottle of wine between us.

I leaned forward, hair tumbling loose over my shoulders as I smirked.

“Uno!” I flicked my last card onto the pile.

I giggled as Lucian groaned, dropping his cards down and accepting his sixteenth consecutive defeat.

“Your luck is terrible,” I teased.

“Do you even know how to shuffle?”

He shook his head.

“Those cards are cursed.”

I snorted.

“They’re your cards.

Awn, the big scary Alpha is shit at children’s games, that’s so adorable!”

His scowl was mock-serious.

“Careful, Seraphina.”

I smirked.

“Oh, what?

You’ll pout me into silence?”

He narrowed his eyes, gathering the scattered cards with deliberate slowness.

“You think you’re bold now…”

Before I could reply, he lunged, tackling me backward onto the rug.

A startled squeal broke from my throat as he pinned my wrists to my sides, looming above me with theatrical menace.

“Lucian!” I gasped, wriggling, though laughter bubbled uncontrollably in my chest.

“This,” he intoned, voice low and dangerous, “is what happens when you mock the big scary Alpha.”

His hands tightened just enough to make me squirm, but his eyes shone with boyish mischief.

I kicked half-heartedly, laughing so hard my ribs ached.

“You’re a sore loser,” I wheezed.

“And you’re insufferable,” he countered, dipping close enough that his breath brushed my cheek.

I pouted, and I didn’t know if it was the wine or giddy happiness swirling in my veins, but the next words that came out of my mouth were: “Well, what are you going to do about it?”

Lucian’s eyes glittered down at me, heat and mischief tangled together like smoke curling into flame.

His weight held me pinned, wrists locked in his grip, but I knew I wasn’t in any danger—of being hurt, at least.

But the way his smile tilted, the way my pulse hammered because of it…

Yeah, that was the real danger.

“Well?” he murmured, leaning so close that every syllable brushed across my lips.

“Is that a challenge, Sera?

You want to see how I punish insubordination?”

My laughter faltered, caught in my throat.

The room seemed to shrink until it was only his dark hair falling loose around his face, tickling my cheek, the wine warming my blood, and the sharp, aching awareness of him pressing me into the rug.

I swallowed, defiant despite the way my body betrayed me.

“Yes.” The word was barely a whisper, but I forced my chin up.

“Show me.”

Lucian’s grin widened, eyes glinting.

“You’ll regret that challenge.”

I slowly bit my lips.

“Somehow, I doubt that.”

For a suspended second, the world narrowed to his weight above me, his smile, the warmth of his body anchoring mine.

Then he released my wrists only to catch them again, pulling them above my head in one firm grip.

His free hand slid deliberately, unbearably slow, down my arm, my shoulder, my side.

The trail of heat he left behind made my lungs stutter and my breaths shatter into uneven gasps.

“Lucian…” My voice broke, caught between warning and want.

“Still laughing?” he teased, his thumb grazing the curve of my hipbone.

I shook my head helplessly, though a smile tugged at my lips.

He leaned lower, until our noses nearly brushed, until I could feel the faint hitch in his breathing that betrayed his own restraint.

The playful menace had softened into something else entirely, something charged and intimate.

The air between us thickened.

My body arched without thinking, tugged toward him like metal to a magnet.

His lips brushed my jaw.

“Say it again,” he whispered.

My breath trembled out of me.

“Uno?”

He huffed a laugh against my skin, the vibration sending shivers down my spine.

“Not that,” he growled, mock-offended, nipping lightly at my shoulder, sharp enough to send a zing of electricity through me.

I gasped, then laughed, then gasped again when his mouth lingered—higher now, at the corner of my lips, hovering in a way that set my nerves on fire.

His control frayed.

Mine snapped entirely.

“Lucian,” I whispered, and this time there was no contradiction—it was all need.

He shifted, as if he might finally close that agonizing gap and devour me whole, when—

My phone rang.

The sharp, tinny sound cut through the tension like slashing claws.

I froze.

Lucian groaned low in his throat, forehead pressing against mine in pure frustration.

What was that saying?

Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence—three times is WHAT THE FUCK?!

“Don’t,” he muttered.

“Let it die.”

But the sound pierced again, insistent.

My chest tightened.

“What if it’s Maya?

Or Daniel?”

Lucian sighed, muscles taut, but rolled off me with obvious reluctance.

I scrambled upright, hair rumpled, cheeks flaming, fumbling for the glowing screen.

The caller ID was an unknown number.

I hesitated, thumb hovering before I finally answered.

“Hello?”

Static at first.

Then a voice, rough and harried: “Hi, yeah.

Uh…listen, your husband’s here at the bar.

He’s drunk as hell, causing a scene.

Can you come get him?”

My mind blanked.

Husband?

It took a beat too long to click.

My stomach dropped.

“Kieran?” I blurted, pulse spiking.

“I dunno his name.

I grabbed his phone, this number was number one on his speed dial, so I figured you must be—”

Before I could process, another voice cut in, slurred, but unmistakable.

“I’m fine,” Kieran snapped.

There was a shuffle, and then his voice sounded closer, sharp with irritation.

“This is a misunderstanding; I don’t need anyone.

I’m fine, so don’t bother, Serraa.”

But the way he drawled my name told me that he wasn’t, in fact, fine, and I needed to, in fact, bother.

My throat tightened.

“Kieran—”

The phone was suddenly plucked from my hand.

Lucian pressed it to his ear, his face carved into a cold mask.

“This is Lucian Reed,” he said smoothly, authority wrapping around each syllable.

“If you’re in actual trouble, I’ll send someone immediately to assist you.

If not, I expect there won’t be any further interruptions tonight.”

I stiffened, my mouth opening in alarm.

“Lucian—”

But on the other end, a string of curses crackled, then the line went dead.

Lucian lowered the phone, jaw tight, and set it deliberately on the table.

The room buzzed with the silence that followed.

My pulse thundered.

“Lucian,” I whispered, unsure whether I was pleading or scolding.

“Why did you—”

His eyes softened when they found mine.

“Because I’m done with interruptions of our time together—least of all from Kieran,” he said, voice quieter now, tinged with something raw.

“Because I needed to remind him that you’re not his to call anymore.

He threw away that chance.

You’re mine now.”

Mine.

The word caught in the air between us like a spark.

My chest ached, caught between guilt and the undeniable warmth blooming in my ribs.

I bit my lip.

“Lucian, I’m sorry.

Things shouldn’t be like this.

You shouldn’t have to tell my ex-husband off.

Maybe I’m not…” My throat worked.

“Maybe I’m not a good enough girlfriend if you have to—”

Lucian surged forward and cupped my cheek, forcing me to meet the fire in his gaze.

“Don’t you dare,” he murmured fiercely.

“Don’t you dare blame yourself for another man’s inability to let go.

Kieran didn’t cherish you when he had you.

That’s his mistake.

One I’ll never make.”

My breath hitched.

His thumb traced my cheekbone, tender where his words were sharp.

There was that disarming conviction again, tugging tightly bound emotions loose in my chest.

I leaned into him, voice trembling.

“You mean that?”

He smiled then, the edge softening, eyes warm.

“I’ve never meant anything more.”

Something hot pricked my eyes, and before I could stop myself, I threw my arms around him.

His embrace folded around me instantly, strong and certain, like it belonged there.

For a long moment, I just breathed him in, letting his steadiness drown out the doubts gnawing at me.

When I finally pulled back, a teasing smile tugged at my lips, shaky but real.

“So…do you still want to finish what we started?”

Lucian chuckled low, brushing a strand of hair from my face.

“The Moon Goddess must be testing me,” he said, mock-dramatic.

“So many interruptions.

Maybe she’s warning us not to rush.”

I frowned, but his grin was gentle as he went on.

“I promise we will, Sera—just not yet.

I want to wait.

Until you’ve visited my pack.

Until you’ve seen what it means to stand beside me.

Until you’re ready to be my Luna.

Until everything is perfect.”

The weight of his words settled deep in my chest.

My lips parted, both moved and… hungry.

I narrowed my eyes playfully.

“You better not regret that, Lucian Reed.

Because I have no intention of hiding the charms you so confidently claim I have.”

His answering smile was dazzling.

“I wouldn’t dream of asking you to.” He placed a warm, soft kiss on my temple.

“Trust me, I know a thing or two about restraint.”

That night, we didn’t make love.

Instead, we slipped beneath the covers, tangled together in the quiet warmth of shared breath.

His arms anchored me, his heartbeat steady beneath my cheek.

And for the first time in ten years, I went to bed with a man’s arms around me.

And I fell asleep easily, safe in the knowledge that morning wouldn’t bring devastation.

***

The morning light seeped soft and golden through the curtains when the sharp buzz of the doorbell startled me awake.

Lucian stirred beside me, groaning into my hair.

“Ignore it,” he mumbled, voice rough with sleep.

But the chime rang again—longer, more insistent.

I sighed, untangling myself from his embrace, padding downstairs with my hair disheveled and heart still heavy with warmth.

But that warmth was instantly swallowed by frost when I opened the door.

If you guessed Kieran, you would be…wrong.

If you guessed Celeste, you would be…also wrong.

But if you guessed my mother?

Ding ding ding!

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