** Freya’s POV **
Niall walks me towards the field that's usually used for sports events and I gape at the transformation. There are strings of warm glowing bulbs hanging from large wooden posts that have been erected. They create a soft glow over a makeshift dance floor that's made from wooden tiles. There are tables and chairs scattered around and speakers play some upbeat music. Children dance with their parents and everyone is laughing and smiling. People queue at a makeshift bar for drinks and large tables containing various food options are set up on the edge of the field.
“This is amazing, Niall, the pack looks so happy,” I compliment. I can’t deny he’s done a fantastic job here.
“Thank you, it’s a team effort,” he smiles as he looks at his pack with pride.
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