Ciara’s hand, which was gently rubbing Scott’s arm, fell limp upon hearing that.

“What are you saying? What’s that supposed to mean?”

She couldn’t think. She didn’t know what filled her mind right now. It was as if her brain’s functionality had been hindered, and she couldn’t draw conclusions from the reality Scott revealed.

“Nova...,” Ciara murmured, uttering the name with confusion. “You... and Nova...?”

“Yes. We’re siblings. Nova is my brother. A brother I never knew I had.”

Ciara covered her mouth with both hands.

It was too impossible to be called a coincidence.

Nova had indeed mentioned that Silvercrest was the pack where her mother came from, but...