Celeste’s POV
Clara and I make the long journey from Krill back to Mystic Mountain Pack. When I walk through the front door, I knew things had gone wrong while I was away. No one was there to greet me, except Annabelle. Why is she out of her room? And why does she have that smirk on her face?
“Celeste, you’re finally home! Oh, cousin how I missed you.” What is this crazy girl playing at?
“Annabelle! I’m surprised you have come out of your room.” A few omegas walk by. I need to find out what happened.
“But if you’ll excuse me, the trip was long and I want some time alone to relax and refresh.” I head towards the stairs.
“Beta Travis told me that I’ve spent long enough reflecting on my actions. He knew it was all your fault for leaving me alone with a drunk alpha.” I turn and look at he
