“As to another matter,” Darien said, “I want to have a Thanksgiving feast for the pack.”
She figured the feast was a tradition they’d always carried out like so many people did across the States until she saw the questioning glances on his brothers’ faces. “Why?” she asked, because Jake and Tom wouldn’t and she assumed something more was up.
“A feast to give thanks that I have a mate. Is that not reason enough?” Darien’s expression was lighthearted, but the façade didn’t hide the darkness brewing beneath the surface.
She offered a smile. “I’m sure everyone will enjoy a feast, no matter the reason. Free food always puts everyone in good spirits.”
“Where did you want to have this feast?” Jake asked, his voice shadowed. “The civic auditorium? School gym? The tavern, perhaps?”
“Here.” Darien lifted his cup to his lips.
Lelandi suspected the worse. Darien knew who killed her sister and he needed the majority of the pack together. The feast was the battleground. Or at least the beginning. The battle would take place in the woods, secluded from town, perfect for a fight between wolves.
So the feast is a celebration, to give thanks, after ridding themselves of the evil that lurked within. In the latest work, Plight of the Wolf, the Christmas season is upon them.🙂 But that’s another story.
Enjoy the holidays if you celebrate them, but even if you don’t, may your lives be filled with thanks! We’re thankful my mother is well enough to celebrate Thanksgiving with us after she’s been so ill for the last 8 weeks.
We’re playing Chicken Foot Dominoes after the feast, and the next day, we set up our Christmas decorations, as always. We usually have a couple of displaced college students eating with us, and this Thanksgiving will be no exception.
Do you have any Thanksgiving traditions you’d like to share?