My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Chapter 75 SPA DAY

SERAPHINA’S POV

After a fitful night of, thankfully, dreamless sleep, I woke up before sunrise to a text from Lucian.

Lucian: Take today off from OTS training. Doctor’s orders.

I stared at the message for a long moment before replying.

Sera: You’re not my doctor.

He responded instantly.

Lucian: Maybe not. But I am someone who prefers his dates alive, unbruised, and stress-free. Humor me.

I rolled my eyes, but the truth was, I wasn’t in a hurry to step back into the relentless grind of training drills and simulated crises.

My body was healed—thanks to Ashar’s strange magic that I didn’t even want to think about right now, because thinking about Ashar led me to thinking about Kade—but the emotional bruises were still tender.

So, I humored him. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

And I took it one step forward—I booked a spa day with Maya.

Seeing as my day off was also her day off, she was more than happy to join me at the spa.

The receptionist at Crystal Petals Spa greeted us with that hushed reverence they reserve for people who look like they need expensive pampering.

Within minutes, we were both wrapped in soft robes, our hair pulled back, cucumber water in hand.

The treatment rooms smelled faintly of sandalwood and citrus, the low hum of tranquil music seeping into my bones.

“So,” Maya said as we settled into plush chairs for our pedicures, “first date with Lucian. Spill.”

I sipped my water slowly, buying time. “It was... fine.”

Her eyes narrowed over the rim of her glass. “Fine? You’re telling me the Alpha who basically oozes aristocratic charm, who drives an Aston Martin like it’s an extension of his body, only gave you a fine first date?”

“Okay, first of all...” I shot her a glare. “Until the Last Breath, Maya. Really?”

She smirked, not an ounce of shame or remorse on her face. “Did it set the mood?”

“If the mood you were going for was ‘awkward as fuck’ then yeah, it set it pretty perfectly.”

“Ugh,” she threw her head back. “If you didn’t have a son, I would swear you’re a virgin.”

Somehow, the mention of Daniel instantly sends my train of thought hurling towards the forbidden mental barriers I built around what happened yesterday.

“Anyway...” I shook my head in a bid to rein in my traitorous thoughts. “The date was actually going really well—before the rogues attacked.”

Maya sat up ramrod straight, water sloshing over the edge of her glass. “Rogues?”

I nodded. “Yeah, the same ones that attacked my father’s funeral and shot me in the park.”

“Holy shit, Sera,” Maya gasped. “The day after rogues attack you, you don’t call me and say ‘hey, wanna go to the spa?’ you call me and let me know what fucking happened.”

I winced. “I’m sorry. But it wasn’t a huge deal, I swear. Lucian disposed of the ones that attacked the restaurant.”

She set her glass down on a nearby stool and reached forward, cupping my face. “And you?” she asked, her sharp brown eyes assessing me. “Did you get hurt?”

I thought about the cut on my forehead, the bruises on my wrist and ribs—and then the soothing warmth of Ashar’s tongue and Kieran’s kiss washing it all away.

My cheeks heated up under Maya’s touch. “I’m fine,” I said, pulling my face away. “It wasn’t a big deal, I swear.”

Except it was. But I don’t know how to tell Maya what happened between me and Kieran. Not when I’m so desperate to forget it.

And the last thing I needed was Maya picking up on my still-simmering confusion over the kiss and making me dig deeper into feelings I did not want to unearth.

“Anyways, Lucian’s already planning our second date, and there’s no way it’ll go as badly as the first one.”

“Hm.” She didn’t look convinced, but she let it go. For now.

We sat in comfortable silence for a moment, letting the nail technicians work. Then I glanced at her sideways. “How are you and Ethan?”

Her shoulders tensed immediately. “We’re...still in a cold war,” she said, her voice carefully even.

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