Dinner was ordered, and I, along with the other maids, promptly went to the dining room and set the dishes on the table. As we left the room, Elena walked past us, entering first, followed by Catherine and the Lunas on their way to the dining area.

We maids lined up neatly to let them pass. The Lunas looked at me with disdain; they knew who I was, the fraud.

How long will that label stick to me? If they knew the truth, these Lunas would bow down to me.

"Or maybe they'd try to eliminate you," Lona muttered. "You're a descendant of a pack that was destroyed. More like...