The evening air was warm and sweet with the scent of jasmine and deep forest. We sat under the wide branches of the big oak tree at the edge of our land. The bonfire burned low in front of us, casting golden light that moved across the grass.It was the night of the Lunar Bond Gathering, the pack’s monthly tradition held beneath the great oak, where every full moon they gathered with their mates and families to renew their bonds, honor their pack, and let the bonfire burn bright until dawn. It was the one night of the month when rank fell away and all that mattered was family, love, and the ancient pull of the moon that bound them all together.It was such a joyful celebration, and my heart swelled seeing everyone united and happy. Families ate together, elders told stories, and children ran and played. It was a night where no rank mattered, only pack, only family, only bond.Gatherings like this made me so happy and helped me forget the painful experiences and
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