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My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

107 Chapter 107 THE SAME MISTAKE · Nov 02, 2026

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101 101 Chapter 101 CYBER STALKING 2026-11-02
102 102 Chapter 102 A CHANCE TO SHINE 2026-11-02
103 103 Chapter 103 AN IMMUNITY TO CATTY BITCHES 2026-11-02
104 104 Chapter 104 A FEW COWS 2026-11-02
105 105 Chapter 105 THREE TIMES 2026-11-02
106 106 Chapter 106 THE LOCKWOOD FAMILY TREE 2026-11-02
107 107 Chapter 107 THE SAME MISTAKE 2026-11-02
108 108 Chapter 108 THE REAL VICTIM 2026-11-02
109 109 Chapter 109 THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE 2026-11-02
110 110 Chapter 110 BROKEN DOLL 2026-11-02
111 111 Chapter 111 REDEMPTION ARC 2026-11-02
112 112 Chapter 112 PERFECT WORLD 2026-11-02
113 113 Chapter 113 PATIENCE 2026-11-02
114 114 Chapter 114 TOO LITTLE TOO LATE 2026-11-02
115 115 Chapter 115 REGRETS AND WHAT-IFS 2026-11-02
116 116 Chapter 116 MY WEAKNESS 2026-11-02
117 117 Chapter 117 MY HERO 2026-11-02
118 118 Chapter 118 UNSTOPPABLE FORCE 2026-11-02
119 119 Chapter 119 SERA OF OTS 2026-11-02
120 120 Chapter 120 PLAYGROUND BULLY 2026-11-02
121 121 Chapter 121 SCHEDULED DOSE OF POISON 2026-11-02
122 122 Chapter 122 TOXIC PRINCESS 2026-11-02
123 123 Chapter 123 HOVERING PREDECESSOR 2026-11-02
124 124 Chapter 124 PEACE OFFERING 2026-11-02
125 125 Chapter 125 LOCKWOOD INSTINCT 2026-11-02
126 126 Chapter 126 PRETTY LITTLE DECORATION 2026-11-02
127 127 Chapter 127 PRETTY FUCKING IMPRESSIVE 2026-11-02
128 128 Chapter 128 UNCHARTED TERRITORY 2026-11-02
129 129 Chapter 129 ARCHERY QUEEN 2026-11-02
130 130 Chapter 130 PART OF THE STORM 2026-11-02
131 131 Chapter 131 FRAGILE AND SOLID 2026-11-02
132 132 Chapter 132 HER DREAM 2026-11-02
133 133 Chapter 133 MADDENING AND INTOXICATING 2026-11-02
134 134 Chapter 134 MERRY BAND 2026-11-02
135 135 Chapter 135 THE MISTY WOODS 2026-11-02
136 136 Chapter 136 LITTLE MISS I’M-THE-STRONGEST-HERE 2026-11-02
137 137 Chapter 137 SIDE BY SIDE 2026-11-02
138 138 Chapter 138 ANOTHER LECTURE 2026-11-02
139 139 Chapter 139 SEA BREEZE 2026-11-02
140 140 Chapter 140 LONGING AND DISCOMFORT 2026-11-02
141 141 Chapter 141 CRUEL HALLUCINATION 2026-11-02
142 142 Chapter 142 THE RESONANT LABYRINTH 2026-11-02
143 143 Chapter 143 MEAT FOR BRAINS 2026-11-02
144 144 Chapter 144 TRASH TALKING 2026-11-02
145 145 Chapter 145 ANOTHER REST DAY 2026-11-02
146 146 Chapter 146 PERFECTLY IN SYNC 2026-11-02
147 147 Chapter 147 AS SIMPLE AS A DANCE 2026-11-02
148 148 Chapter 148 DUTY AND DESIRE 2026-11-02
149 149 Chapter 149 SNOWFIELD 2026-11-02
150 150 Chapter 150 ALINA 2026-11-02

107: Chapter 107 THE SAME MISTAKE 107: Chapter 107 THE SAME MISTAKE MARGARET’S POV

The drive home passed by in a haze, but I hardly noticed the route.

Each turn slipped by unnoticed, my mind caught somewhere else entirely.

Finally, the Lockwood Manor loomed before me—our home.

Except it didn’t feel like a home.

It hadn’t in months.

Not since Edward’s laughter no longer echoed through the halls, not since Ethan buried himself in pack duties and found his comfort in the arms of his mate.

Not since Celeste returned to our lives—just to move in with Kieran almost immediately.

What remained was silence.

The kind that pressed on the chest like a weight, the kind that made the clink of a spoon against porcelain sound deafening.

I sat in the entryway for a long time, staring at Edward’s coat still hanging on the rack.

We’d been about to go out; he was halfway through tugging it on when the call of the attack came through.

In his haste, he’d shrugged it off and tossed it aside.

And there it had stayed for the past three months, untouched, as if waiting for him to come back and shrug into it.

My throat burned, and I pressed a hand to it, forcing the tears back.

I had already cried too much for too long; still, the tears seemed endless.

The sorrow eternal.

But right now, what gnawed at me more than grief was confusion.

I replayed the scene at Sera’s house in my mind again and again, trying to pinpoint where I had gone wrong.

Yes, perhaps my motives had gone misunderstood—Sera always did have a way of misconstruing my intentions.

And yes, perhaps I had clung too hard.

But what mother didn’t?

What mother, after giving life, could be expected to simply let her child turn cold to her?

No matter how many years stretched out between us, no matter how hard she tried to pretend otherwise, I would always be Seraphina’s mother.

And even if I was wrong, what right did Lucian Reed have to interfere?

He wasn’t even her husband.

His place was nowhere between us.

It was still only late morning, but my outing had had the opposite effect of its purpose and exhausted me greatly.

I collapsed into bed without changing.

I curled up on my side, hugging Edward’s pillow to me.

I hadn’t washed it in three months, but his scent was already fading, and I fell asleep like I always did—tears slipping down my cheeks.

And then—rare as rain in drought—I dreamed of him.

Edward stood before me as he once had: broad-shouldered, his hair touched with the faintest silver, eyes a beautiful cerulean-blue that used to both steady and undo me.

Eyes exactly like Sera’s.

His arms opened and I went into them, desperate, clutching at his shirt like a drowning woman clinging to a life vest.

“Edward,” I whispered, the name breaking into a sob.

“Oh, Edward.”

“My love.” His voice was warm, slightly gruff.

Oh, how I’d missed his voice.

“I can’t do this anymore,” I said, voice thick.

“I don’t understand them.

I don’t understand her.

Everything I say—everything I do—it’s wrong.”

I pulled back to look up at him.

“Seraphina hates me, Edward.

Our daughter hates me.

And Ethan is so busy, and Celeste… Celeste, I can’t quite figure out.

What am I supposed to do?

I don’t know how to do all this without you, Edward.”

His hand smoothed over my hair, his touch so achingly familiar I thought I might dissolve under it.

He didn’t speak for the longest time, only held me the way he always had when words failed him.

And then, when the dream had begun to fade, when I could already feel the cold of the waking world creeping back in, he leaned close.

“Don’t forget,” he murmured.

“Sera is our daughter, too.

No matter what.

Don’t lose sight of that.

Don’t make the same mistake I did.”

“Edward…”

I tried to cling to him, but he was already dissolving, vanishing into the thinning veil of the dream.

“Edward, please don’t leave me!”

My hands closed over nothing, and panic clawed up my throat.

“Edward, I can’t—”

I woke with a jolt, wet cheeks, and a hollow in my chest that no amount of air could fill.

All through the day, his words haunted me.

‘Don’t make the same mistake I did.’

I might not have been the one to cast her out, but I’d stood by and done nothing about it.

I’d been angry, so consumed by Celeste’s pain and grief that I had blinded myself to Sera’s.

Ten years—an entire decade—stood like a wall between us.

Did I truly think a single visit, a handful of stubborn words, could tear it down?

No.

Crumbling those defenses would take more than just persistence; it would take humility.

But I wasn’t sure I knew how to do that.

After being Luna for more than thirty years, laying my pride down did not come easy.

That evening, I invited Ethan and Celeste to dinner, and to my surprise, they obliged.

Ethan took Edward’s place at the head of the table, and Celeste sat at my side, her fork scraping idly against her plate.

For the first time in a long time, I did not see only them.

I saw the empty chair beside Ethan, the one Sera should have occupied.

And the thought formed unbidden, fragile but persistent: perhaps it wasn’t too late.

“Ethan,” I said softly, laying down my fork.

“I was thinking… Perhaps we could invite Seraphina home for a meal.

To sit together again, as a family.”

The words had barely left my lips when a sharp crash split the air.

Celeste’s plate shattered against the marble floor, fragments scattering, food splattering across the polished surface.

“Mom?” she hissed, her voice trembling with something between rage and hurt.

“Did I hear you correctly?

You want to invite her?”

Her fingers curled into fists around her fork like a weapon.

I straightened my back, though my pulse jumped.

“Yes, Celeste.

She is family, whether you like it or not.

Your father—” My voice cracked, but I forced it steady.

“Edward’s dying wish was to see a harmonious family.

That includes Sera.”

How could I make them understand?

That the daughter Edward had asked for, the child he longed for in his final moments, was actually Sera.

Celeste’s chair screeched against the floor as she shot to her feet, trembling.

“So that’s it?

Even you’ve chosen her now?

After everything?

After all these years, when you begged me to come back, when you cried and pleaded for me to return?

And now that I have, you run after Sera instead?”

Her eyes glittered with wetness, but the fury in them burned hotter.

“She’s the reason I had to leave in the first place, and yet you choose her over me?” She threw the fork across the room, and it clattered into a vase that wobbled and crashed to the floor.

“You might as well have left me to die abroad!”

“Celeste!” Ethan barked, his voice cutting through the tension.

He slammed his hand against the table, rattling the silverware.

“Enough!

We’ve discussed this matter before.

You’re being childish.

It’s been ten years; give it a fucking rest!”

Celeste’s breath came in sharp, ragged pulls.

She looked at Ethan, then at me—her eyes full of betrayal, of disbelief—and then she turned on her heel.

Her footsteps pounded out of the room, and a door slammed with a violence that made the chandelier tremble.

Silence fell heavily over the dining room.

I stared down at the shards of porcelain scattered across the floor, my appetite gone, my hands shaking faintly in my lap.

I whispered, more to myself than to Ethan, “Why does it always feel like no matter what I do, I am failing one of them?”

Ethan said nothing, his face a mask of tension, his jaw tight.

But inside me, Edward’s words echoed still.

‘Don’t make the same mistake I did.’

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