The main hall filled slowly at first and then all at once.
That was how pack gatherings filled. A trickle at the beginning, as people made their way from wherever the afternoon had taken them, and then a threshold moment where the accumulated presence became something that had its own pull, and people moved toward it the way people moved toward warmth, sound, and the feeling of being part of something.
Rena had done what Rena did, which was to do everything and make it look like it had simply appeared. The tables were set with the food she had brought and the food others had contributed once word spread about the gathering, because a pack that knew its Alpha and Luna had renewed their bond did not need a formal invitation to bring something to the table. They just brought it.
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