My Sister Stole My Mate And I Let Her (Seraphina) novel Chapter 521

Chapter 521: Chapter 521 DIVE OFF THAT CLIFF

KIERAN’S POV

Running had always been my sanctuary.

Every Alpha knew the feeling—that exhilarating freedom of stretching every muscle beneath a full moon, the forest opening before you while your pack thundered at your heels like a single living creature.

Warriors ran beside elders without distinction.

Young wolves darted between their parents as joyful thoughts drifted through the pack bond, creating a tapestry of laughter, affection, and belonging unlike any other.

This was what being Alpha was truly about.

Not commanding an army or winning battles.

It was protecting nights like this. Protecting the freedom to simply run beneath the moon with the people we loved.

I had experienced this feeling countless times over the years.

Yet never like this.

Ashar’s joy coursed through me with such overwhelming force that it was impossible to tell where his emotions ended and mine began.

Every time I glanced sideways, silver flashed through the trees beside me, gloriously luminous beneath the moonlight.

Alina.

My mate ran at my side with effortless grace, her delight threading through our shared mind-link whenever she leaped over a fallen log or surged ahead before letting me catch up again.

The bond between our wolves felt so natural that it was difficult to believe we’d spent so many years separated by silence.

‘You keep staring,’ she teased, amusement dancing through the link.

‘Can you blame me? Little Silver, you’re the most beautiful sight for miles.’

Her laughter rang brightly through my mind.

‘I bet you say that to all the wolves you run with.’

‘Only the ones who have my heart in their hands.’

‘Smooth, Alpha. Real smooth.’

Amusement rippled through me as something settled quietly inside my chest.

This night was perfect.

And only one thing could make it better.

Gently, Ashar brushed his shoulder against Alina’s.

‘Come with me.’

She looked at me curiously.

‘Where?’

‘You’ll see.’

I nodded to Xander, and my Beta took my place at the head of the pack.

Together, Alina and Ashar veered from the trail.

The forest grew still around us, the pack’s joyful noise fading into a distant murmur until all I could hear was the wind sighing through the trees and the steady rhythm of our breathing.

Then the trees opened.

Moonlight spilled across the perfectly still lake, turning its surface into polished silver.

Alina slowed first.

For a long moment, neither of us moved as memories of our last visit surfaced.

When the silver markings had bloomed across her skin. When the moon had anchored to her, announcing to the world what Ashar and I had known all along—that she was extraordinary.

I watched her drift toward the water’s edge, where she watched her reflection in the smooth surface.

The sight reminded me of another lake—where she had first seen her true self.

Where Ashar had first looked upon the silver wolf whispered about only in legends.

Even now, months later, she still took my breath away.

Alina moved towards me, rubbing her cheek against mine affectionately. ‘What are we doing here?’

I let the contact linger, breathing in the scent of moonlight, freshwater, and the intoxicating lavender that was uniquely hers.

’Ending one story’—Ashar bumped his head against hers—‘and beginning another.’

She tilted her head, and her curiosity made my pulse stumble.

I stepped back, and Ashar receded as effortlessly as he’d come, golden fur melting beneath the silver light until I stood on two feet once more.

The cool night air kissed my skin, carrying the scent of pine and the distant echoes of our pack beyond the trees.

A moment later, Alina’s form shimmered.

Silver dissolved, and Sera stood where Alina had been, her hair spilling white over her shoulders and the silver markings beneath her skin glowing as though the moon had chosen her as its reflection.

The joy she’d worn throughout the evening still lingered in her eyes, lighting up every feature until she was radiant.

I was filled with a peace I’d chased for years, not realizing it slept down the hall across from me.

And yet, beneath that peace, another emotion churned.

Nervousness.

It was absurd. I’d faced rogue armies, stood before the Dark Lord himself, and stared death in the face more times than I cared to count.

None of those encounters remotely compared to this.

Sera knew me well enough to notice. Her brows furrowed as she searched my face, her fingers finding mine.

"What is it?" she asked quietly. "You look...”

She studied me for another moment before reaching up to smooth a loose strand of hair away from my forehead.

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