My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: Chapter 244 COSMIC LUCK

SERAPHINA’S POV

The next few days in Seattle passed far more peacefully than I’d expected.

Calm mornings. Soft rain. Long walks. Quiet nights.

After the turbulence of the night I arrived—the Omega, the hunters, the panic humming beneath my skin—the normalcy felt...strange. But very welcome.

Well...

Mostly normal.

Because for some inexplicable reason, I seemed to be drenched in good fortune.

It started with breakfast on Wednesday.

Elaine and I walked into a tiny café near the waterfront—one of those cozy, mismatched-chair places run by a middle-aged couple who knew every regular by name.

Before we even opened our menus, the server beamed at me.

“Your coffee and croissant are on the house today,” she announced cheerfully.

“Oh—I didn’t order yet,” I said.

“You didn’t have to. Customer of the Day.” She shrugged. “Happens at random.”

Elaine narrowed her eyes at me. “I’ve come here at least twice a week for five years. That’s never happened to me. You’ve been here five minutes, Sera.”

I shrugged, cheeks heating. “Maybe today’s my lucky day.”

She made a dramatic noise of betrayal, eyeing the red-bricked walls as if they had personally wedged a knife in her back.

I tried not to smile as she pouted into the cappuccino she’d had to pay for.

But the universe was apparently only getting started.

That afternoon, when we were leaving a tiny artisan market after I picked up a locally made candle and a pair of hand-carved bookmarks, the vendor called out to us.

“Wait! You qualify for our weekly promo!”

I blinked. “Promo?”

“You get a second item of equal value for free.” She beamed. “Go on, pick something else.”

On Thursday, after grabbing a macaron from a little dessert shop, the cashier lit up.

“Oh! Awesome timing! You’re our Sweet Surprise recipient of the day!”

I froze. “I’m...what?”

“You get double your order. On the house.” She pushed a second box toward me.

Later, as we were checking out of a small clothing boutique—where I’d only meant to buy a pair of cozy socks—the cashier beamed.

“Congratulations! You just qualified for our midweek special!”

I raised a brow. “Special?”

“You get a second item free. Anything under the same price point.”

On Friday morning, Elaine and I wandered into one of those cheesy souvenir shops—the kind overflowing with novelty mugs, fridge magnets, punny T-shirts, and stuffed animals wearing miniature costumes.

I wasn’t planning to buy anything—until I saw a tiny plush wolf wearing a Seattle beanie.

Daniel would’ve loved it.

So I grabbed it, and a keychain shaped like the same wolf, and headed to the counter.

The cashier scanned the items, then paused.

“Oh wow,” she said. “You’ve unlocked the ‘Traveler’s Perk.’”

Elaine’s head whipped around so fast I thought she’d get whiplash.

“The what?”

The cashier smiled. “Every day we comp one customer’s purchase. Today? That’s you.”

By now, surprise had faded. I could only marvel.

“You get both items free. And,” she added, pulling a small blind-bag toy from beneath the counter, “you get to choose a mystery souvenir.”

Elaine took it all as a personal affront.

“You’re a walking four-leaf clover,” she groaned that afternoon as we stepped out of a restaurant where the chef had insisted our dessert be complimentary “just because.”

“If a breeze touches you, it becomes a blessing. If it touches me, it messes up my hair.”

I laughed until my stomach hurt.

“You know what?” she suddenly declared. “I’m buying a lottery ticket.”

I snorted. “What?”

“Some of your cosmic luck has to rub off on me.”

“I hardly think free cheesecake translates to cosmic luck,” I said gently, trying to stifle my smile.

“Oh, hush, gifted child of fortune.” She grabbed my wrist. “We’re going. Now.”

So we went.

We stood at a tiny corner store while she tore through a display of scratchers.

She handed me one.

“Good luck,” she said solemnly.

I snorted, scratching it with my pinky.

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