My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 364

Chapter 364: Chapter 364 STUN GRENADE

SERAPHINA’S POV

Corin, Maris, and Brett arrived within the hour.

In that time, I managed to take a shower and force down a cup of coffee and half a bagel.

Afterward, I felt less likely to collapse under my own weight and even managed to send Daniel off to training with a smile and a kiss.

Corin greeted me first. “Chin up,” he said gently, his sea-green and blue eyes threaded with quiet concern.

His hand came to my shoulder in a brief, steadying clasp. “We’ll get to the bottom of this, and then you need a makeover. Under-eye shadows are not your look.”

Despite everything, a faint breath of something almost like a laugh escaped me. Only Corin would greet emotional devastation with jokes.

Maris greeted me next, her expression soft but searching. She pulled me into a warm, reassuring hug.

"Despite the circumstances, it’s good to see you again," she murmured.

Brett lingered a step behind her, shoulders drawn tight beneath his jacket, tension etched into the line of his posture.

I offered him a small smile. “Hi, friend.”

He returned it, but it was as weak as mine, and dread curled in anticipation of what he had to say.

We all moved into the sitting room together, the quiet closing in around us as the door shut.

No one reached for the tea and snacks served on the center table. No one pretended this was a social call.

Brett didn’t waste time.

“I should have told you this sooner,” he began, voice rougher than usual. “Remember, I told you I had a fated mate before Maris?”

I nodded slowly.

He sighed, running his hand through his hair. “That was Celeste.”

He might as well have thrown a stun grenade into the middle of the room.

Everyone went utterly still, silence stretching as we processed Brett’s revelation.

The shared shock hung tangibly in the air, expression after expression shifting—some faces paling, others darkening with disbelief.

The only person who looked unaffected was Maris, who probably knew the entire story that was about to unfold.

I remembered what Brett had said back in Seabreeze. ‘My fated mate was...ambitious. She wanted many, many things, and the only thing I could give her was my heart.’

Celeste. We’d been talking about my fucking sister.

When no one spoke, Brett forged on.

“We met ten years ago,” he said, his voice steadier now, as though once the first confession was out, the rest was easier to follow. “She’d fled abroad after some...blow. That’s what she called it. A betrayal. A humiliation. Every time I pressed, she threw up a wall of thorns."

“But she never struggled,” he continued. “Whatever happened, her financial support was never cut off. She lived in utter luxury: lavish apartments, designer everything. She frequented bars and exclusive lounges daily. Her Lockwood pedigree alone drew attention. She was never lacking for company. That’s how we met—at one of the bars I bartended.”

He gave a humorless huff of breath.

“The mate bond was undeniable. Immediate. Violent. You know what that feels like.” His gaze flickered briefly between Kieran and me, and then Maya and Ethan.

“We fell fast. Hard. The kind of fall that’s like rising on top of the world.”

I could imagine it—the two of them in some glittering coastal city, Celeste radiant and captivating, Brett enamored, awe-struck that he had been chosen.

“For two years,” he said, “we were...happy. Or as close to it as she allowed.”

A faint tension crept into his jaw.

“She never mentioned her family. Not once. Never considered introducing me to anyone from home. At first, I believed her story that she had been betrayed. That she had been wronged. I was furious on her behalf. I told her I’d build her something better. A pack. A home. A family that would never fail her.”

His mouth tightened.

“What changed?” Maya asked softly.

Brett’s laugh was soft and sharp.

“Cracks started showing. I realized she liked me. My devotion. My loyalty. The way I worshipped her. But she never saw me as...permanent.” His voice lowered. “Because back then, I was just an Omega, and an Omega could never be worthy of an Alpha-born princess.”

The word ‘Omega’ hung heavy in the air, raising a hundred more questions. But that was not the point right now.

“I caught her cheating,” Brett went on. “With an Alpha. Public enough that I couldn’t even pretend I was mistaken.”

My stomach twisted. Gods, was there any redeemable part of Celeste?

“I proposed splitting up first,” Brett continued. “I had to salvage something of my pride.”

“She—” Kieran shook his head, swearing under his breath. “She said that was the effect of the heartbreak she went through.” 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

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