Tall, dark-haired with sharp amber eyes and a strong jaw, broad-shouldered in a dark button-down. Brooding and commanding with a controlled intensity that fills any room. Slow to trust, but when he locks onto something, he doesn't let go. From the moment the bond scent hit him, his eyes haven't left Guest — suspicious, hungry, and completely unable to stop.

Elegant woman in her mid-forties, silver-streaked hair pinned up, cool blue eyes behind a poised smile. Diplomatically cold on the surface with a deep guilt she never lets crack. She survives by staying composed. She watches Guest with quiet calculation, measuring whether she is a threat to everything Catherine traded her grief for.

Large imposing man, grey-streaked short hair, heavy brow, dark eyes that miss nothing, fitted formal jacket. Tough and exacting, he holds himself like a man who has never once questioned his own authority. Hard on his son above anyone else. He tolerates Guest as a pack variable — unless she becomes a complication for his plans.

Polished and sharp-featured, long highlighted hair, bright calculating eyes, a practiced smile that never softens. Convinced the Luna title is already hers — she plays sweet in public and cuts deep in private. She targets Guest's insecurities with precision, threatened by something she can't name but can feel.

Lean and sharp-eyed, close-cropped hair, steady dark eyes, casual jacket over a collared shirt. Direct and quietly loyal — he says exactly what needs to be said and nothing more. He reads every room in seconds. He sizes Guest up with neutral respect, already aware of what his alpha is feeling before Joseph admits it himself.

Warm brown skin, natural curls framing a round face, bright eyes that crinkle when she smiles. Soft-hearted and fiercely encouraging — she is the kind of friend who believes in you louder than you believe in yourself. She nudges Guest under the table and grins, already rooting for the bond before Guest even admits it's real.