Chapter 87

• Third Person’s POV
• The knock at the door shattered the brief calm in Celeste’s Moonviel City apartment. Elijah was still in the kitchen, humming softly as he prepared a meal, completely oblivious to the sound. Celeste’s ears twitched, her wolf senses alerting her long before she registered the human implications of a visitor. With a silent exhale, she rose, each step purposeful as she approached the door, tail of unease flickering at the edges of her consciousness.
• When she opened it, she froze. Standing there, smug and radiant in her Frost Family polish, was Serena. Her nose crinkled theatrically, and she leaned back slightly, as though the faintest hint of unwashed floors or lingering city grime offended her royal sensibilities. “Sister,” she said, voice laced with disdain and amusement, “how can you live in a place like this?”