Sienna's POV:
"Sweetheart, your sister's mating ceremony is this weekend, along with your brother's ascension ceremony to Beta."
Mom's words refused to leave my head, looping like some f****d up soundtrack I couldn't turn off. No matter how many times I tried to focus on something else, they kept clawing back into my thoughts, ripping through my already shredded patience.
Serena's mating ceremony.
I sucked in a slow breath, biting the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood. Mom hadn't said whether Serena had found her fated mate or if she'd picked someone.
But I already knew. My gut knew.
Callan. Daxton. Ryker.
Those bastards.
My fingers clenched into fists in my lap as my pulse hammered in my ears. I'd never confirmed if they were my mates. Never let myself go that
