My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140: Chapter 140 LONGING AND DISCOMFORT

SERAPHINA’S POV

Of all the people to run into this early—in OTS of all places—I would have wagered on literally anyone else.

But no. Fate—or cruelty—had deemed it fit to plant Kieran Blackthorne right in front of me.

The cavernous cafeteria seemed to shrink around us, voices fading to muffled static, dishes clattering like a far-off storm.

He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. Just...watched me.

And fuck, I burned under his gaze.

Or maybe it was from the way his hands lingered—one still curled around my arm, the other braced firmly at my waist from when he caught me.

His grip tightened—not painful, but firm enough that my pulse jumped beneath his touch. Almost possessive. As if letting me go wasn’t an option.

His hands were warm. Steady. The longer they stayed on me, the more acutely aware I became of every inch of contact.

Then, as if suddenly realizing how tightly he held me, he released me.

Too quickly.

I nearly stumbled back, losing the precarious balance he had given me.

My skin tingled where his hands had been, phantom heat rushing in to fill the abrupt chill of his absence.

“Sorry, I—” I clamped my mouth shut instantly. I didn’t know who owned the raspy, shaky mess of a voice that had come out of my lips, but it sure as hell wasn’t me.

The corner of his lips twitched in what I would have called amusement if the look in his eyes wasn’t so fucking intense.

His gaze pinned me, the air between us so charged that the whole OTS was in danger of exploding at the slightest spark.

My pulse drummed painfully in my ears. And even though I didn’t trust my voice, every instinct screamed at me to demand answers.

A dozen questions tangled in my mind, weighing down my tongue. But it all boiled down to one—what the fuck was he doing here?

But what right did I have to ask that question?

Boundaries.

I was the one who’d asked for that; I was the one constantly sick of him prying into my business.

What he did and where he frequented should not—did not—matter to me.

So no words escaped my parted lips, and we just...stood there, locked in a silence that vibrated with all the things neither of us could voice.

Then he took a deep, shuddering breath, and for a split second, I thought he might break the silence.

Part of me braced for it—the clash, the inevitable storm that always raged when we were together.

But he stayed mute, his hands curling into tight fists at his side as his eyes bore into mine, scorching, searching, as if they were trying to force words out of me, pull me into a conversation I refused to start.

“Sera!”

I jolted like I’d been struck by lightning.

I blinked, the air rushing back into my lungs all at once as whatever spell had been woven between me and Kieran shattered.

Judy’s cheerful voice rang out, startling in its brightness.

She stood at the entrance, waving one arm high above her head excitedly.

“Um—” My gaze darted back to Kieran’s. “I should—”

Without a word, he stepped aside, inclining his head slightly.

I nodded once, the motion jerky and awkward as I forced myself forward, only stiffening slightly when my shoulder lightly brushed the front of his shirt.

Each step was deliberate, measured, while my insides burned with the effort it took not to look back.

The scent of coffee and Kieran lingered, heavy, clinging to me as the doors loomed closer.

“Yes! You’re here!”

Judy beamed as I approached her. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun; her uniform had been traded for a comfortable sweater and jeans.

She giggled as she slipped her arm through mine.

“I’m so glad you’re around.”

I smiled at her, forcing back the shadow of my encounter with Kieran. I was grateful that she didn’t ask why I’d been standing in the middle of the cafeteria staring at my ex-husband for goddess knows how long.

“What’s up?”

She tugged me gently. “Come on. You’re coming home with me.”

I blinked. “Home?”

She nodded. “My family is around for the LSTs, and I’m spending the day with them.” She began to pull me along before I could protest. “And now you are too. My sisters will never forgive me if I don’t bring you along.”

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