Chapter 16: Propositions
(Charlotte's POV)
The Moonlight Tavern buzzed with activity tonight, packed with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the low hum of casual conversation. It was always like this during the Full Moon Festival weeks, with wolves from visiting packs gathering in neutral territories.
I tightened my grip on the strings of my lyre, my fingers trembling ever so slightly as I played the first haunting notes of an ancient wolf song.
Its melody flowed through the warm air, it could help soothe troubled wolves and help pups control their shifts.
After my father was put in jail, I had to do part-time job to maintain the life. So Mia introduced this job to me.
A borrowed silver dress from Mia cascaded over my form, leaving my shoulders bare. It gleamed under the s
