Jackson's Point of view
Dinner was long and boring, and the table plan was horrific. My father had insisted there was a 'top table' which we sat on along with his Gamma and Beta and my future Gamma Asher. All of the females were seated at a different table, which made our whole pack look sexist and run by dinosaurs. I could hear murmurings from the other guests, clearly clueless as to why the Alpha would be seated separately from his Luna. The whole thing was a disaster, and my father was getting drunker and drunker as the evening wore on.
The service given by our waiting staff was excellent and the food provided by the kitchen was absolutely out of this world, and still my Father was complaining about it. The longer he stayed seated, the worse things were going to get. Finally
