----Scarlet POV----
“Okay, what is happening?” I asked Stella, the excitement practically radiating off me. She could no doubt see the giddy sparkle in my eyes. I mean, no one just randomly gains a wolf after centuries of being alive—unless they were somehow changed by another wolf. Aurora’s story was bound to be something extraordinary.
Stella turned to me, amused by my childish enthusiasm.
“Give me a few minutes, Scar. I need to reach Aurora.”
Her eyes glazed over as she dove inward, trying to connect. I leaned back against the bed frame, waiting patiently when Carly’s voice slid softly into my mind.
“Scar, hold onto our sister’s hand. The four of us can communicate with each other.”
I scoffed. “No one can do that, Carly.”
“Scar, just listen and take her hand.”
“Okay,” I sighed,
