Jackson
My Wolf itched to be released, the full moon here was a calling all of its own.
Begging me to give in to my Wolf and run.
Cassius leaned back into his chair, his feet crossed on the table, and his eyes closed as he listened to the people downstairs.
Aberoth was a prosperous town, mostly stone buildings that sprawled around a river bend.
Downstairs in the tavern, a few of the King's men jeered and howled with laughter and brutality.
I was glad they didn't know who I was; poor Cassius almost ended in a fistfight with one of them - apparently, the Silver Moon wasn't a greatly liked house to the King. We'd been taken upstairs to a room with nothing but a round table and sconce lighting on the walls, an arch window that showcased the river and moonlight.
I threw myself int
