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My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

118 Chapter 118 UNSTOPPABLE FORCE · 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

118: Chapter 118 UNSTOPPABLE FORCE 118: Chapter 118 UNSTOPPABLE FORCE LUCIAN’S POV

I’d never been one for peace and quiet.

The clang of bodies hitting mats, the hiss of breath, the sharp bark of instructors ringing above the din—that was my happy place.

I lingered at the edge of the Arena, half-distracted by the countless emails and reports I had to sort through, half-attuned to the rhythms of the OTS.

Normally, nothing here surprised me.

I had built this place from nothing, watched countless wolves arrive broken and claw their way toward something sharper.

But when Maya strode toward me, her grin practically splitting her face, I knew something unusual had happened.

Maya never smiled during training—smirks, maybe.

Smug little twists of her lips when she dismantled an opponent.

But this…this was different.

“You won’t believe what just happened!” Her dark eyes gleamed, sweat glistening on her caramel skin.

I arched a brow.

“Uh-oh.

If you killed someone, I don’t want to hear it.

Plausible deniability.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Trust me, you want to hear this—Sera landed a clean hit.

On me.”

For a heartbeat, I thought I misheard.

“On you?”

Maya was the strongest Beta female I’d ever trained, perhaps the strongest I’d ever seen anywhere.

I’d watched her reduce males, Alphas and Betas alike, to quivering wrecks, her speed and instincts honed like a blade forged in fire.

There were very few warriors I knew who could match Maya Cartridge at full strength.

“Yes.” She rubbed her jaw proudly.

“Square hit.

She didn’t hold back this time.

Surprised the hell out of me.

I’m going to bruise!” she declared happily.

I glanced instinctively toward the mats, where Sera stood off to the side, clutching a water bottle.

She looked flushed, sweat plastering strands of hair to her temples, her chest rising and falling in quick, unsteady breaths.

Her eyes lifted just then, catching mine, and she quickly looked away—as though uncertain she deserved any recognition.

Maya leaned closer.

“Don’t let her fool you with that humble act.

She tried to tell me it only happened because I was distracted.” Maya let out a sharp laugh.

“I’ve never once lost focus in training, and she knows it.

That strike was hers, fair and square.”

I swallowed down a flicker of astonishment.

It wasn’t the strike itself that caught me off guard.

It was what it meant.

I’d seen too many wolves stagnate, too many buckle under the weight of their missing halves, resigned to mediocrity.

But Sera…

She was clawing her way upward.

“Interesting,” I murmured, my gaze remaining fixed on Sera.

“Interesting?” Maya barked out a laugh.

“That woman’s going to eat Jessica alive if she keeps this up.

And about damn time, too.”

She punched my arm lightly, her grin feral.

“You were right to bring her here, Lucian.

She’s one of us now.”

I didn’t answer.

Not aloud.

But the thought circled in me like a hawk: One of us?

She might very well surpass even that.

***

Sera didn’t object when I walked up to her after training and asked her out to dinner.

The restaurant around us glowed with low amber lights, crystal glasses catching flickers of candlelight.

Soft music drifted from the corner, barely louder than the muted hum of conversation from other tables.

But for me, the world narrowed to the woman sitting across from me.

Sera.

Her posture was different tonight.

Less guarded than usual.

She ate slowly, calmly, but with an ease I’d seen flicker once or twice since she first arrived at OTS.

But now, it settled around her like it had always been there, and she looked steady.

Centered.

When her gaze lifted and brushed mine, I saw it—the glow of something I had feared she might never find.

Confidence.

I waited until the server cleared our plates and replaced them with dessert.

The nearby tables emptied, leaving only the soft clatter of cutlery in the distance.

A bottle of wine sweated between us, the scent of roasted garlic and herbs still lingering in the air.

“You’ve changed,” I said, studying her carefully.

Her fork paused midway to her lips.

“Changed?”

“Yes.” I leaned back in my chair, steepling my fingers.

“You carry yourself differently.

Training doesn’t seem to weigh on you the way it did before.”

She set the fork down, tracing the rim of her glass with one finger.

For a long moment, I thought she might deflect—but then she smiled.

A small, wry thing, as though the act itself surprised her.

“I suppose I have,” she admitted softly.

“I spent so long mourning what I didn’t have, what I thought I was losing, that I forgot what I still had.

Or what I could still build.”

There was something in her tone that pulled me closer, though I hadn’t moved an inch.

“And what reminded you?”

She hesitated, as if debating whether to bare the truth.

Then she sighed and lifted her gaze to mine.

“Ironically, my past.

I’ve carried it around like chains for so long.

Every memory of rejection, of being overlooked, of everyone choosing Celeste—it used to feel like a weight I could never crawl out from under, and that was all I focused on.

But when I thought of Daniel, and how he sees me…”

Her lips curved upward again, faint but unshaken.

“For the first time, I could look back and not feel crushed.

I could smile.

Those days don’t own me anymore—I’ve grown past it.”

Something twisted in my chest—admiration, yes, but also a pang of sympathy so sharp it almost made me wince.

I wanted to reach across the linen-covered table, to tell her she had every right to still ache, that strength didn’t mean erasing scars.

But before I could speak, she cut me off, her eyes bright with fierce resolve.

“Don’t misunderstand, Lucian.

I’m not telling you this because I want your pity.

I’m telling you because I need you to know—I clawed my way out.

That history can’t bury me anymore.

I’ve built my own armor.

And now I believe I can achieve anything I want.”

Her voice carried not arrogance, but certainty.

The kind forged in fire, tempered by pain.

I reached across the table anyway, closing my hand around hers.

“You’re right,” I said quietly.

“You can.

More than you even realize.

I knew it from the moment I met you, Sera: you embody what OTS was built for—wolves who refuse to be defined by what they lack.

Wolves who carve out their worth with their own hands.

You are exactly the kind of wolf the Moon Goddess meant to bless.

Whether you Shift or not, your value is undeniable.”

Her lips parted slightly, as though my words startled her.

“And now,” I continued, my grip tightening just enough for emphasis, “we’re going to make sure everyone—at the LST, in every pack—sees that truth.

No one will ever mistake you for weak again.”

Her eyes shone, a mixture of gratitude and determination, and in that moment, I wasn’t just looking at a survivor.

I was looking at a woman who had the potential to be more than even she imagined.

Sera had the heart of a Luna.

Not the ornamental kind, draped on an Alpha’s arm for show.

No.

She was the kind of Luna who inspired, who rose from ruin and made others believe they could too.

The kind of Luna who would stand shoulder to shoulder with her Alpha and command respect in her own right.

My perfect Luna.

Her hand was still in mine when her smile widened, free, unguarded.

And I thought, not for the first time, that if fate had been kinder, if I had met her under different stars…

Perhaps I would not only admire and respect her.

Perhaps I would truly love her.

Maybe the way I had loved—

But I kept that thought locked away, deep in my chest.

For now, it was enough to see her rise.

Enough to stand at her side and ensure the world learned what I already knew.

Seraphina Blackthorne was no longer a shadow.

She was becoming an unstoppable force.

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