more about me. It was the lack of sleep. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to start being openly cranky. Not acceptable.
Meredith was hilarious. I wished I had the guts to dye my hair fun colors. I’d met her a while ago, before Luciana shut down all relations between the young wolves and coven members. I’d always wondered what happened to her, so getting to know her again was nice.
Christopher threw a biscuit at Teresa, shocking me out of my reverie.
She caught it and looked at it almost like she was surprised it was in her hand. “Don’t throw food at me.”
“I just find it funny. All you witches think it’s such an adjustment being here.”
She threw the biscuit back at him a little harder. “Shut up. It was a hell of an adjustment and they’ve all gone through some rough things to get here. Don’t be an asshole.”
I felt my cheeks heating at her language.
“I think you’re embarrassing your cousin, cherie. ”
“Sorry,” she said to me.
“No. It’s nothing.” I cleared my throat and handed Cosette a bowl of fruit. In exchange, she slid half the omelet across to me. I took a bite and nearly moaned. It was delicious, filled with asparagus, avocado, onion, and cream cheese. Not a combination I would’ve ever picked, but it was great. “Now this is amazing.” I drank a sip of coffee—which was brewed to perfection—and energy started coming back to me. I was going to have to carry around a cup of this all day to stay awake and alert.
“Knew you’d like it,” Cosette said.
“It’s a perfect omelet.”
“Are there veggies in your breakfast?” Christopher said. “That’s just wrong.”
“You’re awfully cheery for this hour,” Teresa said.
“I got up earlier and went on patrol with Adrian and Dastien, so I’m much more awake than usual. This is my second breakfast,” Christopher said proudly as he shook his long blond bangs out of his eyes.
Teresa snorted. “What are you? A hobbit?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at that. I covered my mouth with my hand. If anything, being with the wolves was interesting, and the constant banter kept me from thinking about Luciana…
Great. Now I’m thinking about her again .
I dropped my fork with a clank and took a long drink of my coffee. When I set it down, everyone at the table was looking at me. “What?”
Teresa cleared her throat. “You know, if there’s anything I can do to help—”
“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.” Raphael muttered something but I didn’t need to hear it to know what he was saying. “I’m going to try a few spells to break our oaths. I was reading a book before bed last night, and it mentioned a combination of ingredients I haven’t tried yet. That could make the difference we need.” I took a bite of my omelet, but it suddenly had no flavor.
“Do you think you can break it?” Teresa asked.
“I think so.” I cleared my throat, trying to sound confident and probably failing. “I’ve only tried a few spells, so there’s bound to be one that works eventually.”
“I wish I could help,” she said.
Teresa’s skin might be glowing, like every other wolf’s, but her eyes didn’t hold their usual lightness. “Are you doing okay?”
She shrugged. “Sure.”
Dastien reached over and grasped her hand as Teresa stared hard at the table. I’d always thought she was invincible, and she made it seem like everything that had happened to her was no big deal. But it was a huge deal. And it had only been a few days. I’d be stupid to think that she wasn’t still dealing with the repercussions.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “If this next spell doesn’t work, I might take a trip to see Tia Rosita later.”
“That’s actually a really good idea,” she said. “She’d definitely help. And it’d be good to see Axel.”
Meredith clapped her hands. “I’m liking this. I haven’t been off campus in forever. Let’s ditch class today.”
Adrian laughed. “You haven’t been to class in