I followed Liam and Ethan to the dining room, which was large enough to accommodate a big group of people and had a bright and cheerful atmosphere. I settled in between the twins at the end of the table, blushing when Ethan gently offered me a chair. Even though there was little space, I didn't mind at all.
Their father sat on the other side of the table, across from Liam, while their mother took plates out of the kitchen counter. As she uncovered the plates, my stomach began to grumble with hunger. Dinner seemed more than enough to feed five people, but I remembered what Liam and Ethan had mentioned about werewolves eating more than humans.
Ethan was the first to reach out, taking a piece of chicken from one of the plates. His mother caught the action and chuckled, rolling her eyes at h
