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My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

249 Chapter 249 MOONLIGHT ALLEY · Nov 02, 2026

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201 201 Chapter 201 CANDLELIGHT AND NOSTALGIA 2026-11-02
202 202 Chapter 202 HOT COALS 2026-11-02
203 203 Chapter 203 A PIECE OF THE MOON 2026-11-02
204 204 Chapter 204 LOCKWOODS AND CARTRIDGES 2026-11-02
205 205 Chapter 205 PUP WHISPERER 2026-11-02
206 206 Chapter 206 NOT A CARDBOARD CUTOUT 2026-11-02
207 207 Chapter 207 HEAD OVER HEELS 2026-11-02
208 208 Chapter 208 SUCKER FOR JEWELRY 2026-11-02
209 209 Chapter 209 WRITER’S BLOCK 2026-11-02
210 210 Chapter 210 A PERSONAL TOUCH 2026-11-02
211 211 Chapter 211 PERFECT TIMING 2026-11-02
212 212 Chapter 212 CHARM ON THE ICE 2026-11-02
213 213 Chapter 213 SO CLOSE 2026-11-02
214 214 Chapter 214 HEARTBREAKINGLY HONEST 2026-11-02
215 215 Chapter 215 MAN AND WOLF 2026-11-02
216 216 Chapter 216 STRONG ROOTS 2026-11-02
217 217 Chapter 217 HALF-SHIFT ANOMALY 2026-11-02
218 218 Chapter 218 A Quick Note Please Skip If Paying! 2026-11-02
219 219 Chapter 219 BLANK SPACE 2026-11-02
220 220 Chapter 220 ORDINARY 2026-11-02
221 221 Chapter 221 CHILDHOOD RESENTMENTS 2026-11-02
222 222 Chapter 222 PROPHECIES BE DAMNED 2026-11-02
223 223 Chapter 223 STAY WITH ME 2026-11-02
224 224 Chapter 224 MOON GODDESS 2026-11-02
225 225 Chapter 225 STEAM AND ICE 2026-11-02
226 226 Chapter 226 GO BACK 2026-11-02
227 227 Chapter 227 THE BOND 2026-11-02
228 228 Chapter 228 TIME 2026-11-02
229 229 Chapter 229 HAPPY BIRTHDAY 2026-11-02
230 230 Chapter 230 SHEER 2026-11-02
231 231 Chapter 231 A NOBLE SENTIMENT 2026-11-02
232 232 Chapter 232 SAFE SPACE 2026-11-02
233 233 Chapter 233 SHAMELESS 2026-11-02
234 234 Chapter 234 THE HEIR CEREMONY 2026-11-02
235 235 Chapter 235 ASHAR’S BLESSING 2026-11-02
236 236 Chapter 236 TAKE CARE OF YOU 2026-11-02
237 237 Chapter 237 INSECURITY 2026-11-02
238 238 Chapter 238 YOU’RE MINE 2026-11-02
239 239 Chapter 239 YOURS 2026-11-02
240 240 Chapter 240 SIMPLY EXISTING 2026-11-02
241 241 Chapter 241 MONSTERS OUT THERE 2026-11-02
242 242 Chapter 242 ONE PIECE 2026-11-02
243 243 Chapter 243 TAWDRY CLICHÉS 2026-11-02
244 244 Chapter 244 COSMIC LUCK 2026-11-02
245 245 Chapter 245 BEAUTIFUL TORTURE 2026-11-02
246 246 Chapter 246 A DIFFERENT BEAST 2026-11-02
247 247 Chapter 247 THE HALL OF MEMORIES 2026-11-02
248 248 Chapter 248 THE SAME PATH 2026-11-02
249 249 Chapter 249 MOONLIGHT ALLEY 2026-11-02
250 250 Chapter 250 THE TALISMAN 2026-11-02

249: Chapter 249 MOONLIGHT ALLEY 249: Chapter 249 MOONLIGHT ALLEY SERAPHINA’S POV

The bookmark gleamed faintly when I stepped out of the director’s garden, its silver lines catching the late-afternoon sun.

I held it up, turning it until the light revealed the pattern more clearly.

And then I realized it wasn’t a pattern.

On the back, in tiny, delicate script, was a single line: Independently obtain the Moonlight Alley talisman.

No instructions.

No explanation.

No hint of what the talisman even looked like.

Alois had handed me a puzzle with no edges and expected me to assemble the picture before sunrise.

I exhaled through my nose.

“Great.

Fantastic.

Nothing like a little vague mysticism to get the blood pumping.”

Alina hummed.

‘Don’t despair.

You’ve always loved riddles.’

“Yeah,” I murmured.

“Except when they’re about my life.”

‘Hey, your father walked this path.

So can you.’

Those words steeled something in me.

She was right; my father must have gone through this same process.

And whatever truth he had been chasing, whatever truth had been kept from me my entire life—I was finally closing in on it.

I couldn’t let anything stand in my way.

I flipped the bookmark over again and studied it.

That’s when I noticed an extra detail: a small, hand-carved map along the bottom—a crude sketch marking an area on the outskirts of the institute, shaded in gray.

Faint lettering read: Moonlight Alley.

A tingle ran down my spine.

Alois didn’t tell me outright where to go, but he hadn’t hidden the path either.

So I followed it.

***

Moonlight Alley was nothing like the bright, open academic paradise I had come from.

Here, the air felt heavier.

Denser.

Shadowed.

The buildings were older, weather-beaten, clustered tightly together.

Narrow corridors formed a twisting maze, the stone walls patched and cracked.

Dim lanterns swung overhead, creaking in the cold breeze.

People lingered near doorways and narrow shops—wolves with threadbare clothing, Omega families sharing small scraps of food, mixed-bloods who kept to the shadows as if daylight wasn’t theirs to claim.

And every pair of eyes followed me.

Some curious.

Most wary.

A few hostile.

I might as well have walked in wearing a neon sign blinking ‘OUTSIDER!’

I maintained an open, neutral posture.

Not dominant.

Not submissive.

Simply present.

Still, their gazes tracked me like a foreign specimen, intense enough to make my skin crawl.

The sooner I found what I was looking for, the sooner I could leave before one of those hostile gazes turned into a hostile fist.

But I didn’t have a lead.

I didn’t even know what this talisman looked like.

So I did the only thing I could: I observed.

I drifted past small stalls selling cheap trinkets and worn amulets.

Past a group of Omegas huddled together, whispering.

Past a narrow shop with faded charms hanging from the doorframe—none special, none memorable.

Nothing screamed Moonlight Alley talisman.

Not even a whisper.

I was starting to feel stupid, wandering like a lost puppy while the sun edged lower in the sky, when a small body slammed into me.

“Oof—!”

A child stumbled back, wide-eyed.

“Sorry!” he squeaked.

He looked a little younger than Daniel—nine, maybe eight.

Big eyes, tattered clothes, a cap pulled low over messy auburn hair.

He flashed me a bright, guilty smile and darted away.

A soft groan slipped out of me.

I was getting nowhere.

I reached into my coat pocket, intending to call Maxwell in case he had any ideas of what treasure I was searching—

And froze.

He didn’t.

My hands frantically moved through my pocket, then the other one, just in case I’d misplaced it.

He did.

“That little—”

Alina cackled.

‘He stole from you!’

I hissed through my teeth, turned on my heels, and sprinted after him.

The boy was fast, much faster than most human children.

He darted between market stalls, slipped under a low-hanging sign, and shot down a narrow passage that looked barely wide enough for a cat.

It would have been hard for a normal target to give chase.

But I wasn’t normal.

Thanks to Maya’s training, I could follow a squirrel up a tree if needed.

As I ran, my phone smacked against my coat pocket.

I wouldn’t have cared if the little shit had taken my phone or wallet; they could be replaced.

But he’d taken the one thing I absolutely could not lose: the compass Daniel had given me.

‘So you always find your way back.’

No way in hell was I letting that go.

“Hey!” I shouted.

“Stop!”

He didn’t.

Instead, he giggled—actually fucking giggled—and veered sharply into a side alley.

I followed—and ran straight into a trap.

A low rope snapped upward, catching my ankle—but instinct kicked in before I fully realized what was happening.

I twisted in midair, flipping and dropping to one knee.

Another rope whipped toward my waist—I ducked.

Something metal clanged overhead, a rusted bucket ready to fall on my head—I sidestepped.

I clenched my teeth and dodged a swinging wooden plank, then ducked under a net that tried to drop on top of me.

The boy watched the whole thing from the end of the alley, mouth hanging open in disbelief.

“Tch,” he muttered.

“Of all days to pick a damn martial artist.”

“You picked the wrong tourist, kid,” I panted, pushing off the wall and sprinting again.

His eyes widened, and he bolted.

But he wasn’t expecting me to vault over a crate, bounce off the alley wall, and land behind him.

Maya would have combusted with pride.

I grabbed the back of his shirt.

“Got you!”

He thrashed wildly.

“Let go!

Let go!

Let go!”

“No,” I huffed.

“Give me back my stuff.”

“I didn’t take anything important!” he shouted, kicking at my shin.

“It’s just a trinket!

You chased me two streets for that?!

You rich people are crazy!”

His cap fell off in the struggle.

Revealing…a girl.

Small and wiry, with sharp, fox-like features and fierce emerald eyes.

She froze for a second—just long enough to look offended that she’d been discovered.

Then she bared her teeth and bit me.

“OW—HEY—!”

She dropped the compass into my hand, wrenched free from my grip with surprising force, and bolted.

I could’ve left it at that.

I had my prize.

The chase was over.

But something in the look she’d given me—defiant, scared, resigned—stuck like a thorn beneath my ribs.

Before I could talk myself out of it, my feet were already heading down the path she took.

I found her huddled behind a broad cedar tree at the edge of the alley, shoulders shaking.

She didn’t hear me approach until a twig cracked under my boot.

Her head whipped up, eyes blazing.

“Go away!”

“I’m not here to yell at you,” I said softly.

She scrubbed her face with her sleeve.

“You already got your damn toy back.

Now leave me alone.”

“It’s not a toy,” I murmured, crouching down a respectful distance away.

“It’s a compass.

My son, Daniel, made it for me.

So I’d always find my way back home.”

Her expression flickered, her mouth twisting into a sneer.

“Good for you,” she muttered.

“And good for stupid Daniel, whose mommy loves him so much she’ll chase a kid three blocks for a piece of junk.”

Something in my chest cracked at her words.

I stayed quiet until she no longer looked like she might bolt again.

Finally, I asked, “What’s your name?”

“What do you care?”

“I don’t want to have to keep referring to you as ‘kid’.”

A long pause.

Then, grudgingly: “Ava.”

“Ava,” I repeated gently.

“I’m Sera.”

“Cool.” She hugged her knees.

“Bye, Sera.”

I ignored the dismissal.

“Why were you stealing?”

“Oh, you know, I just love the thrill and the chase.” She shot me a glare, her broken voice softening the bite of her sarcasm.

I waited.

Her jaw trembled.

“My grandma’s sick.

Medicine costs money.

Spoiler alert—we don’t have any.”

Ava sniffed and glared at the dirt.

“Grandma raised me after my parents died.

She always said we didn’t need anyone else.

But she’s getting worse, and I—”

Her voice broke entirely.

I reached out slowly—not touching her, just offering my hand in the space between us like a bridge.

“Ava…you don’t have to handle this alone.”

She blinked rapidly, fighting tears.

“There’s no one else jumping in to help, so…” Her tiny shoulders lifted and dropped.

“I know how that feels,” I whispered.

“More than you think.”

She looked up, studying me with guarded suspicion.

“No, you don’t.

You’re rich.”

I snorted.

“Not the point.”

“Pretty.”

“Still not the point.”

“Grown-up.”

“Also not the point.”

She rolled her eyes.

“Then what is?”

I offered a small smile.

“That right now, you’re not alone.”

The sun was already slipping below the horizon.

The clock was ticking on my twisted scavenger hunt.

But that would have to wait.

I had to attend to this side quest.

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