My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 359

Chapter 359: Chapter 359 TOGETHER TOGETHER

SERAPHINA’S POV

Driving through the gates of Nightfang was feeling increasingly familiar. More and more like coming home.

Especially when my baby was waiting for me on the porch steps.

I was already unbuckling my seatbelt and opening the car door before Kieran had finished parking.

“Mom!”

Daniel dashed down the steps so fast my heart skipped, then crashed into me, all elbows and knees and growing-boy strength.

I caught him with a shaky laugh, my arms locking around him tightly.

“I missed you,” I murmured into the crown of his head.

“It’s only been two days,” he said, but his arms tightened around me anyway. “You’re squeezing.”

“Too bad," I chuckled.

Because I needed to feel him solid beneath my hands. Needed the reassurance that he was fine. Safe.

Daniel pulled back first, squinting up at me.

His nose twitched, brows drawing together.

His gaze flicked to Kieran, who had come to stand a few paces behind us.

Then back to me.

Then back to Kieran.

His confusion was almost comical.

“You smell...” Daniel began slowly. “Weird.”

“Weird?”

“Not bad weird.” He stepped closer, sniffing like a curious bloodhound. “Just...mixed.”

My heart skipped.

Of course he would notice.

He tilted his head. “Why do you smell like Dad?”

Kieran made a small, strangled sound behind us.

I didn’t turn around, but I felt the tension spike through him like a pulled bowstring.

He didn’t say a word, and I knew I had a decision to make, right here and now.

I crouched so that Daniel and I were eye-level.

Oh, how I loved his beautiful eyes. I loved that they were Kieran’s—same deep obsidian, sharp and perceptive beyond his years.

“Daniel,” I said gently, “there’s something we need to tell you.”

His brows lifted.

Behind me, Kieran’s breath hitched.

For a second—a small, cowardly second—I felt the temptation to soften it. To hedge. To say we were trying. To say we were figuring things out.

But that wasn’t true.

The truth was fierce and serious and already carved into stone.

I reached back behind me, searching for Kieran’s hand until I felt his fingers. He hesitated, then curled them around mine.

Daniel’s eyes widened.

I smiled, though my throat felt tight.

“Your dad and I,” I said carefully, “are back together.”

Daniel didn’t react at first.

He just stared.

At me.

At our joined hands.

At Kieran.

Then back at me.

“Like...” His voice cracked slightly. “Like together together?”

I nodded, my smile widening. "Together together."

His jaw dropped.

“You’re not divorced anymore?”

“Technically, we still are. Right now, we’re dating.”

“But...you’re not going to break up again?”

That question sliced through me.

“No,” I answered, softer.

His gaze flicked to Kieran. “Dad?”

Kieran stepped forward then, no longer holding back, and crouched on Daniel’s other side.

His voice was low but steady. “Your mom and I love each other, Danny.”

Daniel searched his face with startling intensity.

He was searching for cracks. For doubt.

For the possibility that this might fracture again.

Kieran held his gaze and said firmly, “We’re never breaking up again.”

Shock melted first.

Then disbelief.

And then joy detonated.

His face lit up so suddenly it stole my breath.

“You’re serious?” he demanded, as if daring us to retract it.

“Yes,” I laughed, tears pricking my eyes. “We’re serious.”

Daniel made a sound somewhere between a whoop and a sob and launched himself at both of us at once.

We barely had time to brace before he wrapped his arms around our necks, smashing us together in a three-way collision of limbs.

“This is the best news ever!” he declared into my shoulder.

Kieran’s arm came around both of us, and for a moment, we were just three heartbeats. Perfectly aligned.

Daniel pulled back abruptly, eyes shining. “We have to celebrate!” he announced.

I glanced at Kieran.

He still looked stunned. "Yeah," he murmured, "celebrations are in order."

Daniel squealed. “I’m going to go tell the chef what to make!”

He bolted up the steps, nearly tripping in his haste.

“It’s official once we celebrate!” he shouted over his shoulder. “So you really can’t change your minds!”

The door slammed behind him.

Kieran rose slowly.

“So,” he said carefully, “we’re telling people now.”

I refused to imagine any other outcome. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

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