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My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Chapter 154 SOMETHING

KIERAN’S POV

The first glimpse of her nearly undid me.

Just like the teams had no idea what Gatekeeper Boss they would encounter, I had no idea what teams I would have to obstruct.

And as Seraphina and her team came out into view, I almost didn’t recognize her.

I’d watched her progress through the LST, watched the way she led. Not perfectly, not without mistakes—but with heart, and with a firm resolution that had earned her teammates’ trust.

This wasn’t the girl who used to slip through the Lockwood manor’s hallways with her head lowered, nor the withdrawn woman I once dismissed as too fragile to bear the weight of a pack.

No—what stood before me now was a warrior forged in frost and fire. She carried herself with a conviction that I had no hand in shaping.

Her gaze was sharp, her chin lifted, her voice steady as she gave orders to the ragged band of Omegas at her side.

Ashar stirred uneasily, the weight of him coiled and restless. ‘She’s different,’ he rumbled.

I let out a growl that rolled over the field. To them, it was a warning. To me, it was agreement.

Different—and still the same.

Because one thing was becoming clearer to me: This has always been Sera.

But I’d been a blind, arrogant bastard, too consumed by my flawed perspective to see who she’d always been.

The quiet resilience I’d overlooked in our years together had sharpened into edge, into steel. Something fierce enough that it could no longer be ignored.

But this was no time for reflection.

I had come here armored in the authority of the Gatekeeper Boss, the Trial’s final wall between her team and advancement. My wolf’s power was meant to daunt them, my dominance to crush their will before they even attempted the first blow.

That role left no room for indulgence. So when the group spread out at her quiet command and took attack positions, I braced myself.

If there ever was an underdog story in the LST, it would be Sera’s team. All of them Omegas, their very birthright a weakness. But they’d persevered, fought through all obstacles to get here.

I almost felt bad for them. If they’d faced anyone else, they might have stood a chance. But against Ashar? Against Nightfang’s Alpha?

Well...I looked forward to watching them try.

Ashar surged with me. His golden paws hit stone, and we met their attack head-on.

I was prepared for the usual: students lunging wild, blades flashing without strategy, egos and desperation drowning out discipline. But this—this was different.

The seamlessness of their movements shocked me. Omegas weren’t trained for this level of coordination, but under OTS’ teaching, under Seraphina’s hand, they were more than their rank.

Of course, none of it was enough. Against Ashar, they were snowflakes striking fire. My wolf was born for battle, for conquest.

Every strike they made, every desperate push, met only with my counter.

My claws shredded their defenses; my fangs snapped inches from flesh.

I kept my blows clean—no killing strikes, no claws raked deep. But I did not hold back strength. They needed to understand what it meant to face an Alpha.

And yet...even as I threw them into the snow, battered and broken, as their endurance waned and their breathing grew ragged, they pressed forward, driven by whatever determination had brought them this far.

Ashar rumbled his approval in my mind. ‘They fight like a pack.’

‘Yes,’ I admitted silently. ‘Because she leads them like one.’

What would Nightfang be today, I wondered, if I’d let Sera lead at my side?

Like he was searching for the answer from her, Ashar lunged, and his paws pinned Sera to the ground.

I looked into her eyes.

Defiance burned there, tangled with fear, but unbroken. For an instant, something inside me cracked wide open before I forced it shut.

Ashar’s snarl faltered. Instead of striking, he stepped back, growl simmering low, daring her to rise again.

And beautifully, magnificently, she did.

***

The second assault began quicker than I expected.

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