My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Chapter 190 SHADOWVEIL

KIERAN’S POV

My phone buzzed just after I’d finished reviewing Daniel’s training footage for the day.

My mind was still half-focused on the way my son had squared his shoulders after being knocked down, refusing to stay down even when he was exhausted, so I wasn’t paying much attention.

Then I saw her name on the screen, and my heart kicked against my ribs.

Sera.

I opened the message, expecting something about Daniel—maybe a last-minute concern, a question, a reminder.

Instead...

Sera: I’m letting you know this in case something happens to Daniel and I’m unreachable. I’m heading out of town for a few days to visit Lucian’s pack in the south. If anything comes up, contact Maya—she knows how to reach me.

I read it again. Three times. Ten times.

Each word sharpened in my chest until it felt like my lungs were working around a blade lodged somewhere inside them.

‘Lucian’s pack.’

She was going to Lucian Reed’s pack.

It shouldn’t have hit this hard.

I knew how close they were; it was only a matter of time. But knowing something and feeling it become real were entirely different.

She was going into his territory, into his world.

His people would see her. Unlike mine, they would not be blind and ignorant. They would welcome her. Accept her.

I forced a breath out slowly.

She didn’t owe me anything. Not explanations, not reassurance, not permission.

And yet...

She sent this.

Matter-of-fact. Distant. For Daniel’s sake. But still sent.

That had to mean something...right?

My fingers hovered over the screen, a dozen replies forming and dying at the tips of my fingers.

‘Have a safe trip.’

‘Is that really necessary?’

‘I understand.’

‘How well do you really know Lucian? Are you sure you can trust him?’

‘Thank you for letting me know.’

‘Please don’t go.’

I locked the phone before I could send anything I’d regret.

My chest cinched tight, a slow, cold squeeze.

Ashar had barely spoken to me since that night in Sera’s driveway. I didn’t need his voice berating me, though; I could do it just fine on my own.

‘You have no right to hold her back—you lost that years ago.’

‘Let her go. Let her find what you couldn’t give her.’

Daniel had already started the most intense part of his training and needed me present. He needed my guidance, my grounding. I couldn’t leave. Couldn’t hover around her like a shadow. Couldn’t follow her south.

And in my bid to fix what I had broken, I wouldn’t interfere with what she chose for herself.

I wouldn’t sabotage it. Wouldn’t challenge Lucian.

That didn’t mean I trusted the bastard.

Not with how her life had been a beacon for danger. Not after how many close calls she’d had. Not after nearly losing her more times than I could handle remembering.

I unlocked my phone again—opened a different thread.

I forwarded Sera’s message, then typed.

Kieran: Assemble a covert perimeter watch. Complete stealth. No pack insignia. Operate outside Shadowveil’s borders. Do not interfere or report unless she is in danger. Handpick loyal and discreet personnel.

Gavin responded within seconds.

Gavin: On it

Gavin: ...you okay?

Kieran: Just get it done.

Gavin: Understood...Alpha Grumpy.

I rolled my eyes, ending the thread.

And then I opened Sera’s message again.

Stared at it for a long moment.

This time, I typed my reply carefully—every word feeling measured against a silent storm inside me.

‘Understood. Thank you for letting me know. You don’t need to worry about Daniel while you’re gone. Have a safe trip.’

My finger hovered over send.

It felt too formal. Too cold. Too distant.

But anything warmer would be selfish.

I hit send.

For a few seconds, I just sat there, still, silent, breathing through a grief that wasn’t quite grief—but something much more painful.

***

SERAPHINA’S POV

By the time we crossed the southern ridge and the forest canopy peeled open to reveal Shadowveil territory, my breath had already caught in my throat twice.

Not because the journey was long—which it was—or because I was nervous—which I was—but because nothing about this place was anything like I had imagined.

Lucian had spoken of his pack sparingly, and with the next-to-nothing information Maya and I had uncovered from our cyber stalking session, I’d expected cold stone fortresses buried deep in a mountain range shrouded in near-mythical isolation.

Something claustrophobic. Remote. Untouchable.

But as the car followed the winding stone path, I felt my shoulders slowly loosen.

Shadowveil was...alive.

Wild. Untamed. Thriving.

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