Chapter 36. The History (1)

Celestina Villarama's POV

Filled with curiosity, I still don't understand how Stella and I were related to one another, knowing that I was just involuntarily taken into this realm by the moon goddess. I was once a human; that fact was the only thing that I'm sure of, and that's also the only one that I'm holding onto now.

But the possibility that I was literally born and raised in the Realm of Xenon, where werewolves and other creatures exist, was making me think twice about my whole identity. I could no longer distinguish between reality and what's not. I clearly know that I was on the verge of death when I fell from the edge of that cliff, but the memories after that scenario are all vague in my mind.

"If we're sisters... then you probably know me since birth, right?" I asked Stella, hoping that she'd just bow her head, but she chose to do the opposite. "You don't know anything about me? Or were you ordered by the alpha not to speak about my past?" I tried to div