I Lost My Pup and Almost Died at My Twin Sister's Ceremony

Celeste's POV

Every werewolf is unique, but my twin sister and I were an exception. Cassidy and I didn’t just share the same looks—we shared the same scent, a rarity among our kind. Our mother often reminisced about her pregnancy, how everyone believed she was carrying just one pup, only to be shocked when we both arrived. It was only then that the mystery of our singular scent made sense.

What was once seen as a blessing quickly turned into a curse. When our parents broke their bond, we were torn apart. I stayed with our father in the Ironcrest Hounds Pack, while Cassidy went with our mother to the Nightfall Shadows Pack. Years passed, and though the bond of sisterhood was strained, it was never truly broken.

Yesterday, Cassidy invited me to her Ceremony of the Blue. Today, I stood at the entrance of the grand hall, anticipation bubbling within me. My phone buzzed, and her familiar voice greeted me.

"Celeste, are you here? Did you wear the red dress? I want everything to be perfect today! I’ve missed you so much!" Cassidy’s voice was sugary sweet, yet something about it felt off.

I couldn’t deny that I missed her too. The years apart hadn’t erased our connection. To show my love, I had brought a priceless diamond necklace, eager to see it shine around her neck. I had also reached out to my mate, Damien Baros, Alpha of the Deadbite Growlers Pack, to ensure that the celebration was nothing short of extraordinary. He happily obliged, promising to join us later to offer his congratulations.

As Cassidy's twin, I wanted her day to be perfect—a day she would never forget.

"Yes, I'm here. Where are you? I’ve got a surprise for you," I said, a smile tugging at my lips.

"I'm still getting my makeup done, but you'll see me soon. Go ahead to the hall; I’ve reserved a seat for you at the main table. I love you the most!" Cassidy’s voice was laced with affection, but a shiver ran down my spine.

I shook off the unease and made my way into the hall, imagining our reunion. But as soon as I stepped inside, a wave of malice hit me like a brick wall. Before I could react, a vicious hand yanked my hair, pulling me back with such force that I nearly lost my balance.

"Cassidy, you traitorous bitch! You dare show your face after what you've done? You reek of that wolf’s scent! You disgust me!" A deep, enraged voice growled in my ear, and I recognized the speaker—Memphis Cullen, Cassidy's mate. But why was he attacking me?

Before I could gather my thoughts, Memphis dragged me onto the stage, his eyes glowing with fury. My scalp burned from where he gripped my hair, and tears welled in my eyes. My body was slammed to the floor, pain radiating through me, but I was too stunned to fight back.

"Today, I’ll show everyone who you really are! You brought this on yourself, Cassidy!" he roared, his voice echoing through the hall.

The room was filled with murmurs of confusion, guests whispering among themselves.

"What's happening? Why is Memphis attacking Cassidy on their big day?"

"I’ve never seen anything like this—a couple fighting at their own ceremony!"

I wanted to scream, to tell them all that I wasn’t Cassidy, but the words caught in my throat. I was pregnant, vulnerable, and utterly confused. Memphis didn’t give me a chance to speak before he slashed my face, his claws leaving a burning trail of pain.

"You filthy liar! How dare you act innocent?" he snarled, his fury unrelenting.

Trembling, I covered my wounded cheek. "You've got it wrong!" I pleaded, but my voice was barely a whisper against the storm of his rage.

"Wrong? I'll show you wrong!" Memphis growled. "Play the video!"

As the screens lit up, my heart pounded in my chest. The room fell silent as footage of Cassidy in a compromising position with another wolf played out for all to see. Gasps of shock rippled through the crowd, but all I could think was, This isn’t me. This isn’t my life.

But in this moment, none of that mattered. Memphis’s wrath was directed at me, and there was no escape from his twisted sense of justice.