My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 118 UNSTOPPABLE FORCE

LUCIAN’S POV

I’d never been one for peace and quiet.

The clang of bodies hitting mats, the hiss of breath, the sharp bark of instructors ringing above the din—that was my happy place.

I lingered at the edge of the Arena, half-distracted by the countless emails and reports I had to sort through, half-attuned to the rhythms of the OTS.

Normally, nothing here surprised me. I had built this place from nothing, watched countless wolves arrive broken and claw their way toward something sharper.

But when Maya strode toward me, her grin practically splitting her face, I knew something unusual had happened.

Maya never smiled during training—smirks, maybe. Smug little twists of her lips when she dismantled an opponent. But this...this was different.

“You won’t believe what just happened!” Her dark eyes gleamed, sweat glistening on her caramel skin.

I arched a brow. “Uh-oh. If you killed someone, I don’t want to hear it. Plausible deniability.”

She rolled her eyes. “Trust me, you want to hear this—Sera landed a clean hit. On me.”

For a heartbeat, I thought I misheard. “On you?”

Maya was the strongest Beta female I’d ever trained, perhaps the strongest I’d ever seen anywhere.

I’d watched her reduce males, Alphas and Betas alike, to quivering wrecks, her speed and instincts honed like a blade forged in fire. There were very few warriors I knew who could match Maya Cartridge at full strength.

“Yes.” She rubbed her jaw proudly. “Square hit. She didn’t hold back this time. Surprised the hell out of me. I’m going to bruise!” she declared happily.

I glanced instinctively toward the mats, where Sera stood off to the side, clutching a water bottle.

She looked flushed, sweat plastering strands of hair to her temples, her chest rising and falling in quick, unsteady breaths.

Her eyes lifted just then, catching mine, and she quickly looked away—as though uncertain she deserved any recognition.

Maya leaned closer. “Don’t let her fool you with that humble act. She tried to tell me it only happened because I was distracted.” Maya let out a sharp laugh. “I’ve never once lost focus in training, and she knows it. That strike was hers, fair and square.”

I swallowed down a flicker of astonishment.

It wasn’t the strike itself that caught me off guard. It was what it meant. I’d seen too many wolves stagnate, too many buckle under the weight of their missing halves, resigned to mediocrity. But Sera...

She was clawing her way upward.

“Interesting,” I murmured, my gaze remaining fixed on Sera.

“Interesting?” Maya barked out a laugh. “That woman’s going to eat Jessica alive if she keeps this up. And about damn time, too.”

She punched my arm lightly, her grin feral. “You were right to bring her here, Lucian. She’s one of us now.”

I didn’t answer. Not aloud. But the thought circled in me like a hawk: One of us? She might very well surpass even that.

***

Sera didn’t object when I walked up to her after training and asked her out to dinner.

The restaurant around us glowed with low amber lights, crystal glasses catching flickers of candlelight.

Soft music drifted from the corner, barely louder than the muted hum of conversation from other tables.

But for me, the world narrowed to the woman sitting across from me.

Sera.

Her posture was different tonight. Less guarded than usual.

She ate slowly, calmly, but with an ease I’d seen flicker once or twice since she first arrived at OTS.

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