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My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 ONE DAY AT A TIME

SERAPHINA’S POV

Even after Maya’s car pulled away from the hotel parking lot, the glow of the chandeliers still lingered in my mind like a dream I hadn’t fully woken from.

More specifically—Kieran’s face.

And the way his voice had sounded when he said, ‘I’m grateful... For you, being his mother.’

It wasn’t just sadness. It wasn’t just guilt. It was something raw, vulnerable, like he was revealing broken pieces of himself. Pieces I’d never known existed.

I turned to the window, pressing my temple against the cool glass as the city lights streaked by like blurred constellations.

I had walked away. Calmly. Dignified. I hadn’t cried. I hadn’t yelled. I hadn’t wavered.

I should’ve felt victorious.

So why did a small, traitorous part of me ache at the memory of that desperate hope dying in his eyes when I pulled away?

“Okay,” Maya said after a few minutes of silence, her tone deceptively casual. “I really, really want to give you time to pan out this brooding music video vixen you’re playing at. But I’m scared that if you go too deep into your head, I won’t be able to get you out.”

I blinked, dragged from my spiraling thoughts. Maya was driving with one hand, eyes cutting to me in suspicion.

Her other hand lay palm open on the console between us.

I didn’t even have to think about it before I slid my palm against hers and intertwined our fingers.

“I’m fine,” I lied.

“Bullshit,” she replied cheerfully, squeezing my hand. “Your ‘talk’ with Kieran lasted a little too long for a quick chat but too short for hate sex. Start talking.”

I gaped at her. “Why would hate sex even cross your mind—actually, never mind.”

“So?” she pressed, glancing at me again. “What happened?”

I sighed.

I wanted to talk—not just about Kieran, or the brief Lucian sitrep I gave Judy, but everything.

The whole mountain of emotional warfare.

The longer I kept it in, the more my chest felt like it was filling with cotton and fire all at once.

And there was no one I wanted to hear it more than ‘Almighty Maya Cartridge.’

And because Maya was Maya, she knew when to push. And when to wait. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Tonight, she waited—until I started talking.

And talking. And talking. And talking.

I told her everything. I told her about the family amusement park. I told her about dinner with Lucian, the conversation after, the conversation at the OTS exhibit.

I told her about my mother’s house. I told her how Kieran had shown up outside my house afterward, heart on display. His desperate confession, his apology, his claim of a mate bond I didn’t want to acknowledge. I told her about my rejection. The way I’d walked away without looking back.

Then I told her about tonight.

How he had looked tired and wrung out. How he didn’t try to make me forgive him. How he’d spoken with so much weight in his voice it made my bones feel heavy.

And then, because I’d turned on a faucet and I didn’t want to close it until the tank was empty, I told Maya about Alina.

From how she saved me from the bear in the Snowfield Arena to how she’d told me I couldn’t be sure about Kieran until I could Shift.

By the time I finished, relief softened my voice, exhaustion and catharsis blurring together.

The car had stopped. The lights of the Blackthornes’ mansion glinted in the near distance.

“Damn,” Maya exhaled. “Okay. That’s...a lot.”

“Yeah,” I sighed, “tell me about it.”

With our intertwined hands, she yanked me toward her, wrapping her free arm around my shoulders.

I closed my eyes and melted into her embrace, inhaling her familiar comforting scent. After unloading everything, I felt so light, like I would float away if she weren’t holding on to me.

Finally, she pulled back, but still held on to my hand.

“First of all,” she began, her voice uncharacteristically thick with emotion. “I am so fucking happy your wolf is here.” She gave me a watery smile. “Took her long enough. Lazy bitch.”

‘I am not lazy,’ Alina muttered in my mind, indignant. ‘She’s lucky I like her.’

I smiled. “She likes you. Begrudgingly.”

Maya gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest. “I am honored. Nyra says she can’t wait to meet her.”

I choked out a laugh. There were so many joys out there I had yet to experience with my wolf and my family. Gods, I couldn’t wait.

‘Soon,’ Alina promised quietly.

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