The scrambled eggs taste like nothing.

'The Luna of Silver Lake Pack must be nobility.'

Nina's voice loops in my head.

Alexander sits across from me, reading something on his phone. Steam rises from his coffee.

'He gave me his trust. His love. I can feel it in every gesture, every word.'

I take a bite. Chew mechanically.

'Father drinks. Mother can't shift properly. Mary doesn't work. We're poor. Uneducated. ...