The common area of the pack house was lively when Graeme and his Beta entered. It was likely to get even livelier tonight, but the spirit of the holiday was already underway here just as it was in the market.
The spiced scent of the traditional soul cakes recipe carried through the house from the kitchen. The kitchen here was used by whomever wished to cook, but often it was the guards, security, and others working in some capacity for the council. Many of those individuals were unmated but found a sense of intense companionship with those they worked closely with on a day-to-day basis. It was that companionship that made them so effective at doing their work to help secure and protect the pack.
