Celeste's POV
Life at Ulfsang was good. I knew that. I felt it every single morning I woke up in that room with the high ceilings, the quiet, and the two men who made everything feel steadier than it probably should.
I knew all of that.
I was still sitting on the edge of my bed staring at the wall like it owed me something.
Torren said their visits to Mercer and Vale would be rare. Once every one to three months at most. That was manageable. That was a thing I could see on a calendar, prepare for, and get through cleanly when the time came.
That was what I kept repeating to myself like a mantra.
It was not working at all.
The thought of being in the same room as Aiden and Jayden Carter made something turn over in my stomach. Not a professional concern. Something older and more perso
