My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381: Chapter 381 THAT BITCH FATE

CELESTE’S POV

Even now, the memory was sharp enough to make my stomach twist.

Catherine’s villa in the Maldives had always carried a strange kind of quiet. It wasn’t peaceful. It was the sort of quiet that felt deliberate, like the walls themselves were listening.

The air smelled faintly of salt, drifting in from the ocean cliffs below. In the distance, waves crashed rhythmically against the rocks, the sound muffled through the villa’s thick glass windows.

Inside, everything was immaculate and controlled—polished marble floors, pale stone walls, and long corridors that echoed faintly with every step.

For the past several days, I had been weighing the same thought over and over in my mind.

Leaving.

Catherine’s project had stalled. Weeks of examinations and “energy readings” had produced nothing she seemed satisfied with.

The researchers whispered behind glass partitions, their conversations filled with theories about bloodlines and wolf resonance, but even I could tell the progress she’d promised wasn’t materializing.

Hope was beginning to feel like a leash.

And the longer I stayed there, the clearer it became that Catherine had no intention of letting me walk away freely.

So that afternoon, I went looking for Mother, hoping we could leave together.

Her room was near the eastern wing of the villa, facing the ocean. When I reached the door, it was slightly ajar.

I knocked once.

No answer.

Frowning, I pushed the door open.

The room was empty.

Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting pale lines across the polished floor. A suitcase sat open near the bed, and several folders lay scattered across the small desk near the window.

Just as I was about to leave, I noticed her phone resting on the bedside table.

It began vibrating.

Once. Twice.

The screen lit up.

“Mom...It’s me, Sera.”

My entire body went still.

My fingers curled slowly at my sides as her words filled the room.

“Of course you knew that; you have caller Id. Anyway, um... I just wanted to let you know that I...I’ve had my first full Shift.”

For a moment, I thought I had misheard.

The sentence echoed through the quiet bedroom.

Shift.

Sera had shifted.

My mind refused to accept it.

Because at that exact moment, another memory rose with brutal clarity.

Kharis.

The last fading whisper of her presence.

The way her spirit had burned itself away, sacrificed to protect me in that underground hell.

The silence that followed.

My wolf was gone. Maybe forever.

And Sera had just found hers.

Something cold spread through my chest.

I stared at the phone as if it had personally betrayed me. And then I deleted the message.

Fate had already taken everything from me.

Kieran.

My place in the pack.

My reputation.

My freedom.

Kharis.

But apparently that still wasn’t enough.

Now Sera was rising while I had nothing left.

Fate had always favored her.

Somehow, she always came out on top, no matter what I did to keep her down.

Jealousy surged through me so violently it almost made me dizzy.

I couldn’t stay there anymore.

Not after hearing that.

If Sera had found her wolf—if she had grown stronger—then my time was running out.

Catherine would never let me leave. Not willingly.

Which meant I would have to leave without permission.

And that was the moment the idea truly formed in my mind.

Because outside the villa, the sky had already begun to darken.

A storm was approaching.

And storms had a way of distracting people.

It arrived that evening.

Rain slammed against the reinforced windows. Wind howled across the cliffs like a living thing. The facility’s staff rushed to secure the outer laboratories as the tropical system rolled over the island.

Chaos. Distraction. Opportunity.

I slipped out after midnight.

Even now, I could remember the rain soaking through my clothes as I moved along the compound’s perimeter. Every step felt wrong. The world was dull and heavy without Kharis. My senses, weaker. My balance, uncertain.

But desperation pushed me forward.

I bribed a pilot to take me to the nearest coastal town with the last of the money Catherine had allowed me access to.

As the aircraft rose into the violent clouds, I stared down at the dark water and convinced myself everything would work out.

At the time, I truly believed everything would fall back into place once I returned.

When I walked back into their lives, they would see what had happened to me. They would see what I had lost.

Losing my wolf wasn’t something that anyone with a shred of conscience could brush aside.

Surely Ethan would feel responsible.

Surely Kieran would remember everything we had once been to each other.

Looking back now, the thought almost made me laugh.

Not because it was funny.

Because it was so painfully naive.

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