My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Chapter 116 MY WEAKNESS

KIERAN’S POV

The Nightfang dungeon was not meant for comfort.

Stone walls sweated dampness, the air thick with mildew and the metallic tang of blood.

Every sound—the drip of water, the clank of chains, the scuff of boots on stone—echoed with an ominous life of its own.

The torches cast long, quivering shadows across the walls, turning the narrow passage into something that felt alive.

I’d walked this corridor a hundred times before, and tonight, Gavin’s words still rang in my ears: We’ve caught the mastermind. He’s in custody.

I wasn’t sure what I’d expected. A nameless rogue? Some faceless scavenger who’d finally overreached?

What I did not expect was the man who sat shackled in the interrogation chamber.

Jack Draven.

I froze at the threshold, disbelief momentarily rooting me to the ground.

“Impossible,” I muttered, my voice dropping to a growl.

But it was him. His shaggy hair was longer, streaked with grime, but those eyes—icy gray, sharp with mockery—were unmistakable.

His smirk stretched wider when he saw me, like he’d been waiting for this moment for a long time.

“Alpha Kieran,” Jack drawled, leaning backwards lazily in his chair despite the iron cuffs biting into his wrists. “What a warm welcome. You look surprised. Didn’t think you’d see me again?”

“Gavin.” I didn’t take my eyes off Jack. “What the fuck?”

Gavin shifted uneasily beside me. “My sentiments exactly. But we verified his identity. It’s him.”

I clenched my fists at my sides. Memories flooded back, harsh and unrelenting. Jack had once been the son of Alpha Marcus Draven of the Silverpine Pack—a promising heir with too much arrogance for his own good.

Until he had violated one of our oldest, most sacred common laws.

‘No wolf shall spill innocent human blood without just cause.’

The law wasn’t ceremonial. It existed to preserve the fragile balance between our kind and humans, to keep suspicion and blood hunts from igniting.

Jack had slaughtered two human campers in cold blood—teenagers who had stumbled into Silverpine territory by mistake. No provocation. No defense. Just carnage.

I’d been the one to hunt him down and drag him back to his pack’s border. I still remembered the night clearly—the way he’d sneered, even with my claws at his throat, as though nothing could touch him.

Alpha Marcus had begged me for leniency, but Edward had stood firm at my side.

A violation like that could not be forgiven. Jack was stripped of his title, banished, and his name was scorched from the registries.

And now here he was, years later—the one behind Sera’s abduction.

My blood surged hot in my veins.

I stepped inside, the heavy door groaning shut behind me. “Why?” My voice came out low, dangerous. “Why her?”

Jack tilted his head, as though savoring the tension in the room. “Straight to the point, eh? I was hoping for a little small talk. How’s the family, Alpha? Oh wait—” His grin widened. “That’s what this is about, isn’t it? Your precious ex-wife.”

The word ‘ex-wife’ struck like a blade. I ignored the sting, stepping closer until the torchlight carved harsh lines across Jack’s face. “Answer. Me.”

He chuckled, the grating sound echoing off the stone walls. “Quite frankly, I don’t understand why you care. And honestly, why not? She’s weak. Wolfless. Convenient. And besides...” His eyes glittered. “Weren’t we doing you a favor? You never wanted her anyway. You made that clear enough to the entire fucking world.”

The mocking lilt in his tone sliced deeper than claws. My hands twitched at my sides, but I forced myself still.

“She’s nothing to you, right?” Jack leaned forward, chains rattling as they held him back. “So why the outrage? Shouldn’t you be thanking me? I took the burden off your hands.” He chuckled, an ugly rasping sound that pulled at the last threads of my control. “If anything, you owe me. I helped you with your...pest problem.”

Something inside me snapped.

I lunged, my hand clamping around his throat, slamming him back against the chair so hard it scraped against the stone floor.

His smirk faltered only slightly, but his pulse thundered beneath my grip, betraying his panic.

“Speak her name again with that filthy mouth,” I snarled, Ashar surging dangerously close to the surface, “and I’ll rip out your tongue and choke you with it.”

Jack choked a laugh, even as his face reddened under the pressure. “Uh-oh,” he rasped. “It would seem like I’ve struck a nerve.” His grin split wider, feral. “Is it possible, Alpha Kieran, that that little nobody could actually be your weakness?”

I blanched, and quickly struggled to regain my composure. But that brief moment of weakness was enough for Jack to choke out another laugh. “Interesting. I’ll make sure to let the others know. Next time, Alpha, it won’t just be a kidnapping. We’ll carve our message into her skin. I bet she has the most delicious screams.”

My vision blurred red. Rage howled in my ears.

Without thinking, I smashed Jack to the ground, the chair splintering under the force.

For the first time, I saw fear flicker in his eyes. Brief, but there. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

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