The spell dissolved before I even realized it.
I was still caught in the weight of everything—Celeste’s twin, the newborn princess, Alpha Jack unknowingly raising her in Lakeview Pack—when I finally looked around and noticed the world had shifted.
We were back.
Celeste’s space, cluttered and familiar, surrounded me once more, yet everything felt different now—heavier, charged with the truth of what we had just witnessed.
Celeste paced, her movements sharp, restless, but I could tell—she wasn’t just replaying what we had seen.
She was questioning everything.
How did the newborn survive?
Did her sister?
If she’s alive—where is she now?
The silence stretched between us, thick with tension, so I did the only thing I knew how to do—I broke it.
I leaned back against the chair, twirling
