I stuff my mouth with more pancakes but I still can't get enough. Nick just sits infront of me with a cup of coffee in his hands and mouth hung open. "I have never seen a girl eat like that," I give him a poke-tongue and laugh. "Come on, which girl wouldn't kill for these nutella filled pancake!" "That's a fact."

"So you still haven't told me who Lisa is," before he could answer a high-pitched voice beats him. I almost choke with surprise, "I am Lisa. Lisa McCain."

McCain?

I turn around to see a tall, slim girl with black hair standing near the doorway. She wore a pink dress which was kinda revealing, I swear if she bent down I could see her size zero booty.

She was nothing like Nick. Then how are they related?

She looked at me as if I was growing a second head. A bitchy smirk crawls on her face as she examines me carefully.

"Uhh-- hi, I'm Hope--"

"I know who you are, now you listen to me carefully. Travon is my mate. And I will be his Luna and I can say that he'll get rid of you soon. So keep your eyes and hands off him," with that she walks away leaving me blank.

"Well, that was pleasant."

Although my wolf was telling me to run after her and break ger skinny neck, I sat glued to the stool. Nick gave me a sympathetic smile, "I'm sorry about that."

"How are you even related?"

"She's my sister."