My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 431

Chapter 431: Chapter 431 CHAOS MAGNETS

SERAPHINA’S POV

Shit.

I’d known the name Mireya was somewhat familiar, but it wasn’t until she mentioned the name Olivia that the puzzle pieces clicked into place.

Olivia.

The girl who had thrown herself into danger without hesitation. The one who had protected Celeste with her life.

It wasn’t my own memory, but I could vividly see the moment the bullet tore through Olivia from Celeste’s perspective.

My knees nearly buckled, a tremor rippling right through me, before I forced them steady.

Mireya watched me with hope shining in her wide brown eyes.

‘I need to go home to Olivia.’

I let out a slow breath, forcing my thoughts into order.

I couldn’t tell her.

Not like this.

Not in the aftermath of what had happened, with everything still too raw and unstable. The truth wasn’t just information—it was something that would hit hard, and it needed space to land.

“Mireya.”

“Yes?”

“You need to rest.”

A small crease formed between her brows. “I’m fine.”

“You’re not.”

“I’ve been through worse.”

“I don’t doubt that,” I said evenly. “But that doesn’t mean you don’t need rest.”

She held my gaze for a moment, as if weighing whether to argue.

Then she exhaled quietly. “Fine.”

Kieran came up beside me. Although his presence was steady, his attention moved constantly—tracking, assessing.

“You’re thinking too loudly,” he murmured.

I didn’t look at him. “Am I?”

“Yes.”

A beat.

“Share?”

My gaze shifted to Mireya. “Not yet.”

His gaze lingered on me for a second longer, then he nodded. “Alright.”

From the tree line behind us, there was movement.

Kieran and I instantly went on high alert—until Willow’s team appeared.

They emerged in controlled formation, their presence cutting cleanly through the quiet of the forest.

Maxwell stepped forward first, his eyes scanning us quickly before his expression settled into something more relaxed when he confirmed we were all intact.

“You two,” he said, “are veritable chaos magnets.”

I almost smiled. “Guilty.”

“Thanks for the assist,” Kieran said. “And I’m sorry if we ruined your mission.”

“Please,” Willow said, stepping forward. “That was the most excitement we’ve had in a while.”

She stretched a hand out. “Willow.”

I did smile then. “Sera.” I shook her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Willow’s gaze flicked to Mireya briefly, then back to me. There was no curiosity in it. No unnecessary questions.

“Where to?” she asked. “We’ll escort you in case there are any...surprises on the way.”

“Nightfang,” I said.

Home.

***

The journey back was fast.

We doubled back under the cover of night, cutting through forest paths and less-traveled routes until we reached where the team had left their cars.

Kieran and I peeled off briefly, retrieving ours while the others regrouped, engines turning over one by one in the quiet.

Once everyone was in, we moved out in a tight formation, headlights kept low, taking back roads and unmarked routes to avoid attention.

Inside the car, the rhythm shifted—no longer footfalls and breath, but the steady hum of the engine, the blur of trees slipping past the windows, the constant awareness that never quite eased.

Mireya sat in the back, silent again.

In the rearview mirror, I caught glimpses of her—her gaze fixed on the passing darkness, her posture held together by sheer force of will.

Gods, the thought of breaking the news of Olivia’s death to her twisted my insides.

By the time the outer edges of Nightfang came into view, the sky had begun to lighten, the first hints of dawn bleeding into the horizon.

The gates opened without question at our arrival.

Home.

For the first time since we left the inn, I allowed myself to relax.

Mireya was led inside immediately.

“Get her settled,” I said quietly to one of the attendants who approached.

She nodded immediately, her focus shifting to Mireya.

“This way.”

Mireya hesitated, her gaze flickering to me.

I held it.

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