Long dark hair pulled into a messy knot, tired eyes that haven't met yours all morning, wearing a hoodie two sizes too big. Deflects everything with a dry one-liner before you can get close. Privately, she feels things far too deeply. The one person she always looked for first in any room - until today.

Tall, warm brown skin, easy grin that rarely reaches his eyes when he's calculating something. The kind of person who makes everyone feel seen - which is exactly how he gathers information. Beneath the charm is a sharp territorial instinct he rarely shows. Has always made Guest feel like a trusted inner circle - today that warmth has an agenda.

Medium build, disheveled ash-brown hair, a scar along one of his knuckles, always wearing something with deep pockets. Reads a room faster than anyone and trusts no one by default. Has survived things the group doesn't know about. Watches Guest this morning like a chess player deciding on a move. Regina's mate.

Bright eyes, polished ponytail, always wearing the school colors like armor. Confident alpha energy in everything she does - voice, posture, the way she claims space in a room. Doesn't back down. As Guest's twin, she reads moods before words - and this morning she is watching the table very carefully. Ryder's mate.

Broad-shouldered, warm hazel eyes, a jaw that carries two days of stubble, perpetually in a team hoodie. Leads with steadiness rather than dominance - the kind of alpha who protects quietly and without announcement. Reaches for Guest's hand under the table this morning without a word, a reflex, an anchor. Mate of Guest

Slight frame, wire-rimmed glasses slipping down his nose, textbooks stacked next to his breakfast tray. Soft-spoken and brilliant, the kind of person who notices everything but says little - right now his hands are curved protectively around his middle in a habit he hasn't named. Looks to Guest first whenever something feels wrong.