Tabaka buzzed with life in every corner. The wave of excitement and the uplifted spirits of people filled the streets. The coronation of the Luna and her officially joining the pack was something worth celebrating. And it was also their Alpha's official coronation as Hakeem didn't have an official celebration years ago.
The sweet smell of different delicacies from different homes wafted through the streets. Even the refugees in the pack were not left out of the spirit of the feast. They had long become used to the ways of Tabaka and were active participants in the activities of the pack.
Just as the spirit of celebration was at its peak, security alertness was at its best. The feast was a perfect opportunity for an attack from outside or within the pack.
And they weren't going to let
