The dining room buzzed with murmurs about Britney’s death. I sat on a faraway table, focusing on my plate, which consisted of a stale loaf of bread with a smear of peanut butter. I ate slowly, trying to make it last, even as my stomach growled for more. Across from me, Sofia picked at her food, her eyes flicking to me every so often.
Felix had recklessly gambled away this week’s funds again, leaving the Crescent Moon Pack eating scraps again. I couldn’t wait for Alec to take over and end all of this misery. I was getting sick of it.
For now, I had to finish lunch before heading to the nursery to help Samantha, the high-ranking wolf in charge of the place. She had called me to help with the pups. Which I hated doing because they were so hard to handle.
“Michelle,” Sofia said suddenly, br
