Chapter 16: What Happened Before Dinner

The ballroom was sparsely decorated. Aesthetics was wasted on werewolves after all.

Chandeliers lit up every inch of the large space and there was a buffet running through the middle of the hall. Unlike the tables at Septrion County's Full Moon Gathering, these tables were firm and tall although they stood on slender metal legs. They were draped with white satin cloth and laden with dishes in neat silver compartments.

It was extravagant.

But that was to be expected. Every pack contributed to the Summit funds after all.

It was the one day every four years that werewolves celebrated the flourishing of their kind after all.

'Close your mouth,' Caph whispered.

Ran clenched her teeth and scowled at him. 'It's already closed! Close your own.'

He grinned at her.

He said that to get her to relax.

She took a deep breath. Caph held up the gift bags in his other hand. 'Where do we start?'

Ran recalled her father's notes and Acamar's instructions.

First, they greeted the Alphas from their own coun