Knox looks at me like he’s trying to figure out if I’m serious.
I want to die.
“Pizza,” Rayana repeats, still giggling. “I love it. You’re so refreshingly real, Ember. Most omegas at these things are so uptight, but you just—” She makes an explosion gesture with her hands. “You just go for it. I love that.”
Queenie mouths ‘kill me’ from across the table.
“Well,” I say weakly, “I try.”
“You don’t have to try, sweetie. That’s what makes it so charming.” Rayana leans forward, elbows on the table. “So where are you from? Your family must be so proud that you’re dating the Lycan King.”
“Seattle. And it’s... just me now.”
“Just you?” Rayana’s eyes widen with performative sympathy. “Oh, that’s so brave. A lone wolf in the big city. That must have been so hard.”
“It was fine.”
“You’re bei
