TEN YEARS AGO.
CELESTE'S POV
Ten years ago, the world as I knew it shattered. My name is Celeste, and back then, I was a young, naive girl with dreams as vibrant as the sunrise. My sister Nichole was my everything—my light in the darkness, my companion, and my anchor.
We lived a simple life within the kingdom, where power and politics dictated the fates of everyone, from the lowest omega to the grandest Alpha. But our bond was unshakeable, or so I thought.
That fateful evening, I returned home from a day of work in the nearby village. The streets were bustling as usual, and the air carried the scent of freshly baked bread from the baker's shop down the road. It should have been an ordinary evening, but the moment I stepped through the front door, I felt it—the oppressive weight of silence.
"Nichole?" I called out, my voice echoing through the empty house.
