|Theodore|
"How is this possible?"
"Two of them?"
"What’s she doing here?"
"She’s his… future wife?"
Murmurs spread like ripples in a pond, hushed yet insistent, weaving through the ranks of council members and pack leaders. Their gazes flickered between Carmella and Camilla, struggling to reconcile what they were seeing.
A sharp inhale broke the tension. From the head of the long oak table, Camilla rose, her movements slow. Her wide eyes locked onto Carmella and there is a hint of excitement in her eyes.
"Carmella!"
The name left her lips in a breathless mix of shock and joy. And in an instant, she was moving, rushing forward to her twin sister.
The two stood face-to-face, twin reflections of each other yet starkly different. Camilla reached out for her sister with a wide smile.
