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My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

136 Chapter 136 LITTLE MISS I’M-THE-STRONGEST-HERE · 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

136: Chapter 136 LITTLE MISS I’M-THE-STRONGEST-HERE 136: Chapter 136 LITTLE MISS I’M-THE-STRONGEST-HERE SERAPHINA’S POV

The fog thickened as we pressed deeper into the Misty Woods, clinging to my hair and saturating my clothes until every step felt heavier than the last.

My lungs drew in air that should have burned or muddied my senses, but the fog slid past me like it didn’t quite know what to do with someone who was half-empty.

No wolf to drown, no heightened senses to dull—just me, raw and bare.

Take that, fate.

Unfortunately, the others weren’t so lucky.

As harmless as it had been at first, the longer we stayed in the fog, the more it affected my Omega teammates.

Judy’s eyes kept flicking almost erratically, straining to pierce the haze, while Talia stumbled on roots hidden under the gray carpet of air.

Finn’s voice wavered as he spoke lowly.

Still, surprisingly, he led us, occasionally pointing to faint imprints on the ground, guiding us with the sharpness of someone obviously used to watching and paying attention when others rushed ahead.

And Roxy was still gone.

For now, I told myself not to think about her.

She was a distraction best left to stew.

We had our mission—three shards, a finish line, and a ticking clock—and like I’d told the rest of the team, I was sure we would find her again.

We broke into a clearing where the ground sloped into a marsh, stagnant pools reflecting what little light filtered through the fog.

“There it is,” Finn said, pointing ahead.

I followed his line of sight, and sure enough, a glow pulsed faintly between the trees.

Hope surged through me.

“Let’s—”

But before we could move, we heard it: thrashing.

“Help!

Get me out of here!”

Roxy.

Never thought I’d hate being right.

I rushed forward, skidding to a halt at the water’s edge.

The smell hit me first—rot and damp earth—and I might have laughed at the sight before me if it was anything but funny.

Little Miss I’m-the-strongest-here was waist-deep in muck, one arm hooked desperately around a protruding root.

Every time she thrashed, the swamp pulled harder, dragging her down with greedy hands.

“Gods,” Judy muttered, rolling her eyes.

“Of course.”

Talia’s face paled.

“I-if she sinks any lower, she won’t be able to breathe.”

Finn scanned the area, his voice calm but strained.

“The mud’s thick—if anyone goes in, they’ll get trapped too.”

Lovely.

Before I could form a plan, a metallic crackle cut through the fog, and a voice boomed across the woods, carried by invisible speakers.

“Attention competitors.

Six teams have successfully completed the challenge.

Three advancement slots remain.”

The words hit like ice shards on my skin.

Six teams had finished.

That left us competing for scraps.

“Shit,” Judy echoed my thoughts, spinning toward me.

“We haven’t even found the second shard; we don’t have time for this.”

I looked at Roxy, then back to my team.

I knew what they were thinking: leave her, cut our losses, push ahead before it was too late.

Logical.

Efficient.

Survival at its most ruthless.

But dammit, I wasn’t built that way.

I crouched low, eyes locked on Roxy’s panicked face.

“You’re a bitch,” I said.

“But you’re not dying here.

Hold still.”

Her teeth snapped together in what was probably more embarrassment than pride.

“Don’t—don’t act like you care.

You’ll only slow down your precious team if you waste time on me.”

But beneath her abrasive words, I caught the flicker of terror she couldn’t hide.

She didn’t want to be left alone.

No one ever did.

“Finn,” I barked, pulling a coil of rope from our supplies, “find me a sturdy trunk”—I tossed one end of the rope at him—“and secure a knot.

Talia, Judy, stay ready—if she slips, you help me pull.”

They hesitated, and I snapped, “I would do the same for any of you.

We’re a team!” My tone left no room for debate as I glared at each one of them, making it clear I expected them to act.

Now.

Judy muttered a curse but grudgingly obeyed, stomping over to stand beside Talia.

Finn’s hands steadily tied a loop, his fingers moving with quick precision.

“On three,” I called, tossing the rope toward Roxy.

“One.

Two.

Three!”

She lunged, fingers scraping over the wet coil.

For a sickening second, it slid through her grasp.

Then she clamped down, knuckles white, body jerking against the marsh’s greedy suction.

“Pull!”

The rest of the team joined in as the rope strained, biting into my palms as the swamp tried to claim Roxy.

Judy’s muscles bulged, Talia whimpered but dug in her heels, Finn angled the rope around the trunk for leverage.

My heart pounded, my arms screaming with effort, until at last Roxy’s body broke free with a wet, sucking sound.

She collapsed onto solid ground, coughing, smeared from shoulder to toe in muck.

For a long moment, none of us moved, breaths ragged in the choking fog.

Then Finn stiffened.

His gaze darted to the right, toward the faint shimmer we had seen beyond the marsh.

“The second shard—it’s gone.”

My eyes widened as I searched for the glow, but it had vanished.

Judy swore viciously.

“That was it.

Gone.

Gods damn it!”

Talia’s shoulders slumped.

“The other shards are in the opposite zone, and we’ll never make it there in time to find two.”

Their despair pressed heavy in the air, gnawing at the strands of fragile unity we had left.

For a heartbeat, even I felt it—the crushing weight of inevitability.

We were too late.

But surrender wasn’t an option.

I straightened, wiping muck from my hands.

“We’re still breathing.

That means we still try.

The other shards are across the woods.

Longer route or not, we move.”

Judy opened her mouth, then shut it again, jaw clenched.

Finn gave a single, steady nod.

Talia bit her lip but whispered, “Okay.”

Behind us, Roxy staggered upright, eyes blazing.

“You guys really are stupid, you know that?”

I arched a brow.

“Excuse you?”

She wiped a sleeve across her face, then reached into her mud-soaked bag and rummaged blindly.

After a while, she pulled out a glowing fragment of stone, slick with swamp water but unmistakable—the second Moonstone Shard.

My breath caught.

“You had it?”

She shrugged, her voice trembling.

“I grabbed it before I…” She glanced at the swamp and shuddered.

“Another team was close, I thought they’d take it from me, so I ran.

Then…well…” She gestured at the swamp.

The others stared in stunned silence.

Judy finally barked out a laugh, sharp and delighted.

“You almost drowned sitting on the damn thing?”

Color flared in Roxy’s cheeks.

“Shut up.

You guys were the ones who risked the whole damn challenge to get me out.”

“Yeah,” Judy snorted.

“Pretty stupid of us.”

Roxy scoffed and said nothing.

But something shifted in that moment.

The tension that had crackled between us since the start softened.

Just a little.

And just like that, Roxy wasn’t a rival or a burden now.

She was a teammate, mud-stained and stubborn, but ours.

I met her gaze.

“We’re not done yet.

Two down, one to go.

Together.”

Roxy held my stare for a long, bristling second.

Then she gave a sharp nod.

We set off again, forging toward the far side of the woods.

Every step sucked at our boots.

Branches clawed at our clothes.

But the fog no longer felt as suffocating.

We had momentum.

We had a chance.

—Until we stumbled upon our next obstacle.

A faint rustle, too deliberate to be wind, brushed against my ears.

I froze, raising a hand for silence.

The others stilled, eyes wide, listening.

The sound came again—a shift of leaves, the crunch of weight on damp soil.

We weren’t alone.

Judy’s hand slid to the knife at her belt as she whispered, “Another team.”

Talia’s breath quickened.

“What do we do?”

Combat wasn’t against the rules.

In fact, the history of the trials was painted with blood—teams sabotaging each other, brutally clashing to secure their advancement.

If another group thought we were weak, they wouldn’t hesitate to strike.

“Lay low,” I whispered, motioning them behind the thicker brush.

“The fog will hide us.

Wait for them to pass, then we move.”

But then the figures emerged from the fog.

At their head strode a tall man with broad shoulders, his gait commanding, his presence sharp enough to penetrate through the mist.

The silver in his dark hair glinted even in the fog, his jaw set in grim determination.

Recognition crashed into me like a blow, and I hesitated, not knowing whether to feel comfort or stay on guard.

Would I get William Reed, Lucian’s brother, or Alpha William, leader of Ashveil pack?

Friend or foe?

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