CELIA
After a long time, my lips uttered my real name, which felt strange. I've been hiding under the cover of Rose Lancaster, living an identity that's not mine.
“Celia Meadows?” His brow twitched.
Everyone in the pack knew that Meadows' family only had two sons…Jaron and Hayes.
“Are you adopted?” He suspected.
A breath slipped free of my lips.
“My father never wanted a girl, so he kept my birth a secret from the pack.” Words came out of my mouth, wrapped in a lie.
His long fingers slicked back his golden blonde hair.
“Your brother died a few days ago, right?”
My head nodded.
“Jaron was my friend.” He mumbled.
I was taken aback.
“Were you close with him?” My desperate tone questioned him.
“We entered the training castle together.” He answered.
“Did my brother really fail t
