Noah’s POV
It has been exactly seven days since we went to the ruins of the Sirius pack.
Seven days since the entire world ended.
The castle used to be a beautiful, bright place. It used to be filled with the sound of servants laughing, warm fires cracking, and my mother smiling. But this week a heavy cloud of pure grief hung over every single room.
I walked slowly down the quiet hallway, carrying a small tray of food.
My chest felt heavy, like I was trying to breathe underwater.
I stopped outside Selena’s bedroom door but I didn't open them. I just pressed my forehead against the wood and listened but I didn't hear anything. There was no crying, no screaming, and no talking. It was just silent.
My twin sister was self-destructing. Ever since I carried her broken, screaming body aw
