My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393: Chapter 393 LUNAR ECLIPSE

SERAPHINA’S POV

The change was so subtle and gradual, my mind resisted accepting it as real.

The moon’s bright silver surface dimmed along one edge, as if a shadow were sliding across it, devouring its light inch by inch.

But that was impossible. There should not have been a lunar eclipse tonight.

My mind struggled to grasp the contradiction even as my body reacted.

The half-shift Alina and I had been maintaining dissolved. Silver fur receded. The claws that had begun to form along my fingers retracted painfully as bone and muscle settled into human form.

The change happened so suddenly that I staggered a half-step before catching my balance.

The loss of the shift felt like someone had slammed a door inside my body.

A low rumble vibrated through the clearing.

Ashar’s massive shoulders stiffened in front of me as the same pressure descended on him.

Logan reacted similarly a heartbeat later, the enormous grey wolf lifting his head toward the sky as a frustrated snarl curled from between his teeth.

The four wolves surrounding us noticed the change immediately. But the eclipse seemed to have the opposite effect on them.

Their movements shifted. The careful hesitation and fear that Ashar’s arrival had forced upon them began to loosen as the shadow deepened across the moon.

A slow chill crept down my spine.

I looked upward again.

The moon now sat half-covered in darkness.

It looked real.

But my instincts screamed that something about it was wrong.

“That’s not right,” I murmured.

Ashar’s ears flicked at the sound of my voice behind him, but he did not turn.

His attention remained locked on the wolves circling the clearing, his body positioned squarely between them and me.

Ashar’s dominance and prowess were still there.

But the eclipse was interfering with it.

My gaze shifted toward Catherine.

She stood exactly where she had earlier, watching the scene unfold with a gleam in her eyes that set my teeth on edge.

Her posture remained relaxed, arms loosely folded. Her eyes drifted toward the darkening moon before returning to us.

And suddenly the answer clicked into place.

The eclipse wasn’t real, not in the natural sense.

It existed only inside the barrier she had created.

A psychic illusion powerful enough to manipulate the lunar resonance that wolves relied on.

The scale of that ability placed a cold weight on my chest.

Influencing perception was one thing.

Altering the fundamental forces that shaped a wolf’s power was something else entirely.

That was the kind of manipulation only the most dangerous psychics could achieve.

Sovereign-level.

Catherine’s voice drifted across the clearing. “A fascinating effect, isn’t it?”

Ashar’s growl deepened in response.

“The moon governs our kind in ways no other species ever truly understands,” Catherine continued, her tone thoughtful with a hint of derision. “I’ve often wondered what might happen if that influence were...interrupted.”

Her gaze slid upward again, lips curved. “Now we know.”

One of the circling wolves lunged forward suddenly.

Ashar moved to intercept, but there was a delay—a heartbeat too slow, a fraction too late.

His massive paw struck the attacker’s shoulder, yet the force fell short of the crushing power it should have carried, sending the wolf reeling instead of breaking it outright.

The opening was immediate and dangerous. The rogue twisted back toward him, and Logan lunged in to cover the gap, his grey form slamming into the attacker with a snap of his jaws—but even that strike lacked its usual force.

The impact drove the wolf back, but not nearly far enough, not with the overwhelming strength and speed that should have ended the fight in a single motion.

The growing eclipse pressed down on Ashar and Logan like an invisible weight, slowing them down. Weakening them.

Another wolf darted forward from the opposite side.

Logan intercepted a fraction too late. His jaws missed the throat as he forced the attacker back with effort rather than a clean takedown.

Ashar shifted his stance, and for the first time since he had entered the clearing, he took a step back.

Logan mirrored the movement, the two wolves tightening their defensive formation as they continued forcing the attackers away from me.

But the circling wolves were beginning to sense the shift in balance. They moved closer, more confident now.

However Catherine caused the eclipse, she was simultaneously protecting our attackers from its effects.

I clenched my fists as my thoughts raced.

Ashar and Logan were still stronger than the other wolves—for now.

But the longer we remained inside Catherine’s barrier, the worse our position grew.

Once the eclipse was complete, the balance would tip, and we would all be at the rogues’ mercy.

A brush of awareness touched the edge of my mind.

Corin.

His presence lingered just beyond the treeline, concealed beneath the psychic veil he had woven around himself.

And suddenly a memory was pushed into my mind, along with Corin’s voice.

‘Instead of holding your power inward, try directing some of it outward.’

My breath slowed.

Ashar drove another wolf back, forcing it to stumble several steps away from the defensive line.

Logan struck immediately afterward, his body slamming into a second wolf and pushing it aside with more effort than usual.

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