(Sienna POV)
The room is dimly lit. Arthur's family –my family now– has gathered to discuss what Charlotte had told us. The rogues that took her were a threat to the country and the pack, something needs to be done about it. The air is thick with secrecy, which feels absurd. Everyone in the country is going to know what has happened at Arthur and I's wedding. They might not know everything we do, but Charlotte had made quite the splash. It was all anyone talked about after Arthur left me at the wedding.
"How is Charlotte?" Catherine asks, and even that tepid but honest and reasonable display of concern grates on me.
"Sleeping," Liz says. "She was really upset. Telling everyone what happened to her took a lot out of her." She starts glaring at me as if it was somehow my fault,
