My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 316

Chapter 316: Chapter 316 LIKE MAGNETS

DANIEL’S POV

I had the best sleep of my life.

And the best dream.

In it, the forest was endless and bright. The moon loomed, so big it felt close enough to touch. Mom and Dad were there—but not like usual.

They were huge. Towering. Their wolves moved through the trees as if they belonged to the night itself, silver and gold weaving together.

And I was there too.

Not me-me. The version I couldn’t wait to be—a little wolf with clumsy paws and too-big ears.

Alina slowed just enough so I could keep up, and Ashar stayed close behind, gaze shifting between us and our surroundings as if he was bracing for threats.

We burst out of the trees into a wide, moonlit clearing, grass cool beneath our paws. I tripped over a root and went tumbling, laughing even as I rolled.

Mom sprawled out next to me and bumped her head against mine, and Dad huffed something that sounded like amusement before lowering himself beside us.

I wriggled between them, small and safe, their bodies warm and solid on either side.

Alina tucked her head close, Ashar’s tail curled around us like a promise, and for a while we just lay there together, breathing under the moon like that was exactly where we belonged.

When I woke up, sunlight was pouring through my window, warm and bright, and my chest felt full in a way I didn’t have a word for.

I sat up fast, heart still thumping, and rubbed my eyes.

My first instinct was disappointment—that bittersweet ache you get after an amazing dream fades—especially since I knew I’d have to wait to get my wolf for real. But memories of last night surfaced, shifting that sadness into something fizzing and bright until I was grinning alone in my room like an idiot.

I didn’t bother changing out of my pajamas. I only brushed my teeth and washed my face because I knew Mom would send me back upstairs to do it before I could eat.

Once I was done, I sprinted down the hallway barefoot, skidding slightly on the polished floor as I turned the corner toward the stairs.

I smelled toast.

And something sweet. Honey, maybe.

I slowed at the bottom of the stairs.

Mom and Dad were in the kitchen.

Alone. Together.

Dad stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up, focused like he was negotiating a peace treaty with a bowl of batter.

Mom stood a little to his left, hair pulled loosely back, barefoot like me, passing him ingredients and stealing glances when she thought he wasn’t looking.

But he was looking—just when he thought she wasn’t.

They weren’t touching, but they were close, like magnets, one tiny push away from snapping together. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

I felt something like a lump rise in my throat.

I remembered the essay that one of the elders had me write a few weeks ago during my theoretical lessons to “hone my emotional awareness.”

He said an Alpha had to be all-rounded, so he’d asked me to describe my life like a puzzle and write about which pieces I thought were missing.

I’d been stumped. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure what the full picture of my life was supposed to be, so how could I know what pieces were missing?

But after last night, and standing here now, I felt a new sense of understanding rising along with a tentative hope.

For the first time, I could see what that perfect picture looked like.

I was about to retreat up the stairs and give them space, but Mom must have sensed me.

She turned, and her face lit up. “Good morning, baby.”

Dad looked over, too, and his mouth curved into a soft smile. “Morning, champ.”

I walked in slowly, afraid that if I moved too fast, the moment would shatter.

“Morning!” I greeted.

“You sleep okay?” Mom asked, coming over to kiss my hair.

I nodded. “Best sleep ever.”

Dad raised a brow. “That so?”

“I dreamed I was a wolf,” I said. “And you guys were there too—Alina and Ashar. And we were running.”

They exchanged a look—quick, private, unreadable—and then Mom smiled again, gentler this time.

“That sounds like an amazing dream, baby,” she said.

I climbed onto my chair and watched them finish making breakfast like it was my favorite show I never wanted to end.

Dad slid a plate of French toast toward me, golden and warm. Mom added sliced fruit and a drizzle of honey.

I took a big bite.

Yep.

Best breakfast too.

He let out a small, amused breath. “I know what you mean. Ashar’s the same.”

I fought the urge to ask whether Ashar constantly yapped about the same things Alina did.

We didn’t touch again, yet the closeness was unmistakable, a quiet pull neither of us acknowledged aloud.

It was strange how something so simple—shared space, shared purpose—could make every nerve in my body stand on edge as if...anticipating.

What, I had no idea.

A subtle shift in the air and a rush of a familiar scent snapped my attention to the stairs.

A smile spread across my face, and some of my nerves dissolved at the sight of Daniel. “Good morning, baby.”

He stepped into view, eyes bright, cheeks flushed with sleep and excitement.

“Morning!”

“You sleep okay?” I asked, placing a kiss on his hair.

He nodded. “Best sleep ever.”

Kieran raised a brow. “That so?”

“I dreamed I was a wolf,” Daniel said. “And you guys were there too—Alina and Ashar. And we were running.”

I glanced at Kieran just as he looked at me, and memories of last night surfaced—the wild and bright and exhilarating feeling of running with Daniel on my back and Kieran by my side.

My heart clenched as I tore my gaze away.

“That sounds like an amazing dream, baby," I said, my voice suddenly tight.

The morning settled into something pleasant after that. Conversation drifted easily—Daniel talking about training, Kieran offering advice, me chiming in when I could.

Every so often, Kieran’s gaze would flick to me, brief and searching, like he was checking that I was still there.

Once, when I laughed at something Daniel said, I felt his eyes linger a moment longer.

Another time, I passed him a cup, and our hands met again, eliciting yet another flush creeping up my neck.

Alina hummed contentedly. ‘This is nice.’

‘Shut u—’ I sighed. ‘Yeah, it is.’

She smiled into my thoughts.