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"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him."
Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her.
But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale.
For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares.
When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken.
Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged:
☽ That night wasn't an accident
☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift
☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her
Too bad she's done being owned.
***
Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric.
"You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine."
A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you."
"You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."

My Sister Stole My Mate, And I Let Her

As we walked, my shoulders started to ache—not from the bags I was carrying, but from the weight I thought I'd finally shrugged off.


I tried to hide it. I smiled at Maya, thanked her a thousand times, even made a joke about tripping in one of the ridiculous heels she made me buy.


But the truth? My shopping spirit had flatlined somewhere between Emma's sneer and Celeste's smug little declaration.


Even now, it echoed in my head: 'Kieran's already made his choice.'


I knew that. And it shouldn't have bothered me one bit.


Still, hearing it—spoken with such confidence, like I was nothing but a discarded mistake—burned hotter than any insult ever could.


"Okay, one last stop," Maya announced as we pulled up to our cars. "My car has been acting up lately,"—she tapped on the hood for emphasis—"and if that isn't a sign that I need a new whip, I don't know what is."


She pointed to the dealership across the street from the mall. "Let's drop our bags and—"


Chapter 32 MY LUNA