My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94: Chapter 94 BIG, UGLY MONSTER

CELESTE’S POV

“Was that seriously necessary?”

“I’m not sure I know what you mean.”

Ethan stood at the entrance to the living room with his arms crossed, the early morning light slicing behind him, turning his expression into a judgmental silhouette.

“Calling Sera. Asking her to cut her visit with Daniel short.” His voice was low, dangerously even. The voice he used to lead our pack as Alpha. A voice he rarely used with me.

“What of it?” I smoothed my hair back, keeping my tone breezy. “Mom’s in the hospital, remember? Or do you no longer care?”

He stepped in closer, and my grip on my phone tightened.

I had only just ended the call with Kieran, and even now, the memory of his voice lingered in my ears—gravelly, reluctant, guarded.

Like every single fucking time we’d spoken while he was on that island.

“Oh, I care,” Ethan said, watching me with a brow raised, his unnerving eyes tracking mine. “Which is why I rushed down to the hospital when I heard the news. And the doctors told us her condition isn’t serious. She fainted, that’s all. Stress, exhaustion, grief from Father’s death. You made it sound like she’s on her deathbed, not currently receiving a complimentary massage in the hospital’s wellness wing.”

My pulse spiked, though I tilted my chin higher, pretending I wasn’t rattled.

“Whatever. I’m just giving Sera the chance to be a good daughter and to come to her mother’s aid in her time of distress. Why is that so wrong?”

Ethan’s eyes narrowed, and a flash of irritation shot through me. What the fuck was he putting me under a microscope for? Wasn’t he the one always lamenting that he missed when we were a close-knit family?

As if such a thing had ever existed with the Lockwoods.

“Admit it, Celeste,” he said flatly. “You just wanted to pull Sera off that island.”

I scoffed. “Why would I want to do that?”

“You tell me. She hasn’t seen Daniel in months, and now she’s coming back for a hyperbole.”

I rolled my eyes. “Sue me for being worried, Ethan. I was just trying to be a good daughter and sister, what’s so wrong with that?”

“You sure you weren’t just trying to separate her and Kieran?”

I froze. Heat crawled up my neck.

“They’ve been on that island long enough,” I snapped before I could stop myself. “Do you even know what could happen? She’s there alone with him. Alone with my Kieran.” My voice cracked around his name, and I disguised it as anger. “You think Sera’s above scheming? Above seducing? After everything she’s already done?”

Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Gods, Celeste...”

“What?” I demanded.

His hand dropped, his eyes narrowing. “Do you hear yourself? That’s paranoia talking, not reason. Sera and Kieran are divorced, the only thing keeping them together is—”

“Daniel, yes—so everyone keeps saying!” I crossed my legs and folded my arms, trying to keep my body from trembling.

Ethan’s silence accused me harder than any words could. I hated when he looked at me like that—as though he saw straight through me, to the places I kept locked tight.

I wished my brother would just fucking leave. Go see Mom in the hospital or go back to his, rude, abrasive, smug fucking—

“You didn’t call because you care about Mom or her relationship with Sera,” he said pointedly, and then repeated, “You called to get Sera off that island. Don’t lie to me, Celeste. You’ve hated her since we were children.” 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

I laughed, brittle and sharp, hoping it sounded like amusement instead of the defensive crack of glass. “Hate is a strong word. I don’t hate her.”

The lie tasted bitter.

I loathed Sera.

“Fine, maybe you don’t hate her, but you sure treat her abysmally. Ever since we were kids, and now it’s like you have it out for her—an agenda of sorts. Quite frankly, Celeste, it’s exhausting to watch.”

The words hit like a slap. I reeled back, but pride forced me to sneer. “Oh, so now you’re her defender? Is that it? Did Maya get to you? Has she whispered enough poison in your ear that you’re blind to your own blood?”

The mention of his snappish mate lit a spark in him. His jaw tightened, his wolf hovering just beneath his skin.

I knew that look—it was the one he wore when someone insulted his pride. I guess in this instant it extended to—ugh—her.

“You will respect my mate.” His words were a command, his voice like iron.

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