My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 489

Chapter 489: Chapter 489 TERRIBLY LATE

SERAPHINA’S POV

Jack Draven barely resembled anything natural anymore.

Darkness writhed under his fur, laced with crimson veins. His massive claws scraped deep grooves into the steel floor beneath his paws.

His body stretched unnaturally, warped by corruption, flesh and soul twisted into the monstrous being before us.

And his eyes...

Where there had once been fragments of Jack somewhere deep inside all that darkness, there was now...nothing.

They locked onto me first.

Then Kieran.

A low growl rolled from Jack’s chest, deep enough to vibrate through the walls.

His form dwarfed the elevator, shoulders nearly scraping the reinforced steel frame as he slowly emerged into the sterile laboratory corridor.

Darkness bled from him.

Not metaphorically.

Actual black flames crawled across his body in slow, living waves, curling between strands of fur and dripping onto the floor like burning oil.

Wherever they touched, the polished white tiles blackened instantly.

Kieran moved slightly in front of me.

“Jack,” I said carefully.

The name changed nothing.

His ears flattened. The growl deepened.

Then the darkness around him surged violently, and every remaining trace of humanity vanished from his eyes.

My stomach dropped.

He was gone.

Nothing remained of Jack Draven but raw instinct and blind obedience.

And judging by the way he positioned himself directly between us and the elevator, I knew exactly what those orders were.

Do not let anyone pass.

“Sera.” Kieran’s voice was deathly soft, his eyes fixed on the flames surrounding Jack. “Trust me.”

Before I could question him, Jack lunged.

Kieran shoved me backward just as Jack’s claws tore through the space where my throat had been a second earlier.

Steel screamed as the wall beside us split open beneath the force of the impact, sparks bursting from shattered wiring.

Kieran hit Jack head-on.

The collision shook the entire chamber.

Jack’s black flames surged instantly across Kieran’s arm, where they connected, and my breath caught sharply when smoke rose from his skin.

“Kieran!”

He tore himself free instantly, recoiling from the flames.

Fear slid cold down my spine as I stared at the angry, charred marks on Kieran’s arm.

Kieran saw my expression.

“Sera,” he said sharply, “don’t touch those flames.”

Jack attacked again before I could answer.

He moved like a beast driven by slaughter instinct, claws tearing through steel and concrete as black fire exploded with each strike.

The flames did not spread naturally. They moved with intent, reaching hungrily toward anything living.

Kieran dodged one wave barely in time.

The wall behind him dissolved, like the fire consumed existence itself.

My pulse stumbled violently.

No.

No, no—

The nightmare vision flashed through my head without warning.

Ash.

Blackened ground.

Kieran on his knees in a pool of his own blood.

I staggered as memory crashed against reality, my chest tightening painfully.

Jack lunged again.

Kieran shifted partially, Ashar’s claws bursting from his skin as he met Jack’s lunge. The resulting explosion of power cracked the observation windows lining the upper walls.

Kieran was being forced backward now.

Not losing, but adapting. Calculating. Watching the flames carefully.

Jack slammed him through one of the reinforced glass panels with enough force to shower the laboratory below in glittering shards.

I moved instinctively.

Silver surged through my veins as I prepared to join the fight—

“No!”

Kieran’s voice cracked through the room with Alpha force strong enough to stop me cold.

Kieran crashed to the ground, sliding across shattered glass. He forced himself up, positioning between Jack and the elevator, still blocking Jack’s advance.

Then I saw it: the elevator.

Still open.

Understanding hit me instantly.

Kieran saw it settle across my face.

“I can hold him,” he gritted out, though fresh blood already streaked one side of his jaw. “You need to keep going.”

Everything inside me rebelled against the words.

“No.”

“Sera—”

“I’m not leaving you here with that!”

Jack slammed Kieran into the far wall hard enough to crater reinforced concrete.

Black flames exploded outward.

Kieran twisted away barely in time.

My heart pounded unevenly as terror clawed inside me.

Kieran rose slowly from the wreckage, chest heaving as Ashar fully surfaced beneath his skin. His eyes burned gold so intensely they almost looked molten.

Then he looked at me, and everything else disappeared for one terrible heartbeat.

There was no battle. No danger.

Just him.

Just us.

“Sera,” he said quietly, and somehow his voice reached me clearly even through the chaos, “if you stay here, Catherine wins.”

Pain clawed through my chest.

Jack charged again.

Kieran intercepted him with brutal force before turning his head sharply toward me.

“GO!”

Jack’s flames erupted again.

Kieran shifted fully.

Ashar exploded outward in a massive surge of golden fur, enormous paws slamming against the fractured floor hard enough to split the tile beneath them.

His growl rolled through the chamber with terrifying force as he placed himself directly between Jack and me.

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