(Sienna POV)
Praise the Goddess of the Moon, Charlotte isn't at dinner tonight. It's been so long since I've been able to relax. Being with Arthur and his pack has certainly stabilized my wolf, but she's also perpetually agitated by Charlotte, so on some days it can be difficult to feel the difference. It's ironic that I made this arrangement to save myself from insanity, only to now feel like the arrangement itself is driving me there.
The seat Charlotte usually sits in is empty, but that somehow only makes it feel heavier. I can practically smell the disapproval from Lucien, and Lizzie has been outright glaring at me for most of the meal. I take it they heard about Arthur's little chat with Charlotte and aren't happy. Of course they aren't happy, they would have heard it from Charlo
