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••• Charlotte’s POV ••• Five days later… “Urgghhh…” I tugged at the skirt of my gown. Today was the day of the banquet my Dad had prepared for me, and I was dressed in a beautiful dark purple gown with a sweetheart neckline that showed off my cleavage nicely and which literally had diamonds scattered all over the skirt. Not that I didn't like wearing dresses. On the contrary, I loved it! But not this type of ball gown with a wide skirt. It looked good, especially when I twirled and the diamonds glittered like stars, but it was hard to move in. I had to practically lift the skirt a bit when I walked around, which was kinda annoying. The banquet was held at the Moon Crest Pack’s ballroom. Each pack usually had its own ballroom, but the Moon Crest Pack’s ballroom was famous for