The Silverback Hotel was, somehow, more magnificent than Henry's apartment. They were shown to the ballroom almost as soon as they arrived, and they found that tables had been set up everywhere.
There were so many others that were already there and Layla was sure that they were the last ones to arrive. Henry took her to a table and she sit down.
"It's also kind of a lunch," Henry explained to her. "We're wolves, we just can't do anything without food involved, I guess."
Layla laughed lightly, but she figured that it was true. Even in the packs in the forest, they would always have a hunt and a feast with everything that they did. Maybe it was just because they were wolves.
"Before lunch is served though" Henry went on. "Everyone kind of just moves around each other, making small talk and just catching up with each other. You can stay here, most of the wolves will come to you."
