The smell of coffee drifted through the estate's kitchen as Luna cracked eggs into a ceramic bowl. She'd been awake since five, unable to sleep after everything that had happened. The FBI charges against Grayson. Victoria's arrest. The strange energy device that seemed to hum whenever she touched it.
"You're up early." Helena's voice made her jump.
Luna turned to find her half-sister standing in the doorway, dark circles under her eyes. Helena looked smaller somehow, wearing one of Eleanor's old sweaters that hung loose on her frame.
"Couldn't sleep," Luna admitted, whisking the eggs. "Want some breakfast?"
Helena hesitated. "I can make my own."
"I'm already cooking." Luna poured the eggs into the heated pan. "Scrambled okay?"
"Yeah." Helena sat at the kitchen island, her fingers wra
