Chapter 169. Well Played

Raven’s POV

Linking arms with my grandfather I walk up the stairs to the pack house. I know that my father was the one that had the pack house searched before my arrival, but I know that Grandpa Aaron would never harm me. As I step into the West Pack’s pack house memories flood my mind.

Kieran and I would jump out of the car before it had even come to a complete stop and race each other up the pack house stairs. Kieran would always win. He has always been bigger and faster than me. A pout would form on my lips and tears would well up in my eyes while Kieran did a happy dance at the top of the stairs. Grandpa Aaron would run out of the pack house at the sound of my crying and come to my rescue. Gently he would pick me up and carry me the rest of the way into the pack house leaving Kieran scowling behind us.

Grandpa Aaron has always been kind. Even more so after Grandma Evelynn passed away. We would come to the West Pack for family vacations and he would showe