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Liam shrugged, leading me through the house with a gentle tug of his hand.
My eyes widened as I looked on at the center of town. Many of the older members in the pack had set the entire thing up, spending the last week preparing decorations and twinkling lights.
The fountain glistened merrily, but was not the focus of my attraction. Tents had been set up in large rows, tables running underneath them. Some of the tents had large chrome grills, already smoking and spewing the smell of roasted meats. Platters of food and drinks lined the tables, filling the air with a pleasant aroma. One of the tables housed large buckets of iced wine, some holding beer and liquor. Thin lights wound around the
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