Ember Frost’s POV

That night, Vivian came by with a bracelet clutched in her hand. It was the only thing she had left that still connected her to her sister.

"This was the last thing our mother gave us," she said softly. "When she gave birth to Xena and me, my father couldn't accept that he'd had two Omega daughters. He left us without looking back."

She fell silent for a moment, her fingers tightening around the bracelet.

"After that, it was just the three of us. My mother had no one to ...