Sylvia's POV
Selene and I made our way toward Rosalie's cottage. The weight of the Alpha pendant still felt new against my skin, a constant reminder of the ceremony that had taken place just hours earlier. Within me, Charna remained alert and satisfied, her consciousness intertwined with mine in a way that felt more complete than ever before.
"You're quiet," Selene observed, her eyes searching my face with newfound sisterly intuition. "Are you already regretting becoming Alpha?"
I laughed, the sound carrying through the crisp autumn air. "Not for a second. I'm just... processing everything. It feels surreal—like I'm waiting to wake up."
"Well, don't pinch yourself yet. There's a mountain of paperwork waiting for your signature back at headquarters." Selene bumped my shoulder
