<h4>Chapter 144: Suspicious Grandparents</h4>
<strong>Kael’s POV</strong>
Sitting in the drawing room of the main house, we were watching Eira and I’s conversation on the TV screen through the camera feed in the side house.
When I heard why she feared the ck Wolves so much, I felt conflicted, and so many questions arose in my mind. I was sure the others next to me had them as well.
I turned to Liam and asked him, "Her grandparents—you knew them, right?"
Liam nodded, his own expression conflicted after what Eira had said.
"What kind of people were they, and where did theye from? How did you know them?" I asked.
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He looked at me finally, unsure of his own thoughts. "Back then, one of my close friends, a top-rank official in our pack, introduced me to them. He knew them well and helped them settle in our pack—a family of an old couple and their granddaughter.
"They were searching for a peaceful and safe shelter. As an official, my friend was the one to provide all the properly investigated documents about Eira’s grandparents, so there was nothing to doubt about them.
"And they seemed to be good people, and because of my friend, I became her grandfather’s good friend as well. There was nothing to doubt about them at all. They always had the right answers whenever someone asked them about their life beforeing to our pack. They were said to be victims of the great war that happened in the werewolf world decades back, and traveling from pack to pack as war refugees.
"After the incident six years ago, they disappeared all of a sudden. I thought either they died in the massacre that happened in our pack or they ran away in fear after what Eira did. Now, I am not sure what to think about it anymore."
I said, "Your friend who brought them to our pack, he...."
"He was killed in an enemy attack six years back, so we can’t ask him either," Liam answered.
"Interesting," Lucian said in a suspicious tone and looked at Liam, "Not just your friend, I wish to doubt you as well. The closest ones are always the dangerous ones, isn’t it Liam?"
Liam remained calm. "You can go ahead and investigate all you want. My loyalty to this pack, I do not need to prove it to anyone."
"Sure! We will see," Lucianmented.
There was a silence for a while, before Jason said, "Either they were innocent or just too good at pretending."
I hummed as I was not ready to buy anything so easily now. "And they told Eira what she saw in her dream truly happened when she was a baby. She is twenty-two now, so twenty-two years ago, there were not many ck Wolves left in the werewolf world. Most were already killed in the great war of the past. We need to look into which ck Wolf was chasing them, and then we will get the answers."
"Though not many are left now, we can’t reach everyone," Liam said. "Some are still living as rogues with their families after the great war, and it’s hard to find them."
"We need to try," Lucian said this time, agreeing with me. "And we need to raise this in the right way so the ones we ask won’t question us back. Somehow, I’ve started to believe there is a much bigger conspiracy—not just against us, but something that has to do with Eira."
"I agree with this as well," Roman said. "Even before, I asked—why would someone frame an irrelevant girl like Eira? She was new to our pack and barely knew anyone outside our circle. There is truly something fishy. She is after all a rare pureblood shewolf."
That click something to me and asked again, "Liam, were they pure blood as well, her grandparents?"
"They imed to be lowly hybrids," Liam said, "Back then, we also thought Eira as a hybrid as well. Now, I can’t tell if they were lying or not."
"If they are her real grandparents, they are meant to be pureblood. Hybrids can’t produce pureblood like Eira. She is not ordinary, but has unique bloodline. We saw she has hidden powers," I exined. "We need to know, if they are her real grandparents or not."
"More I think about what you said, more I find them suspicious," Liam said, "Just provide me their blood samples and we will know."
"We will," I assured. Those old hangs seemed to have answers to all our questions.
"I also believe what happened with your parents didn’t happen on a whim or out of some simple enmity between packs," Rafe spoke up all of a sudden, his red eyes narrowing slightly. "I could tell it was a long-crafted n, the way they executed it with perfection.
"And the way your parents were killed—it’s not the work of a simple pack enmity, but the revenge for someone’s deep grudge against them. You need to look into the past of your parents and their feuds with other packs. Someone—or rather, some people—truly hold the darkest grudge against them. My vampire instincts could never go wrong when ites to sensing someone’s twisted grudges."
"It all makes sense," Roman said. "The use of drugs on her, and how they knew her deepest fear to make it all happen—that didn’te out of nowhere. Her grandparents are truly suspicious. Why wouldn’t they meet their granddaughter even once after she was arrested? Even if she disgraced them by murdering someone, as family, one always goes to visit, or at least question, before abandoning them. It shows they were already sure Eira killed Alice and so they ran away."
What I had been thinking, my brothers had in mind as well.
I turned to Lucian. "How long till your people get their hands on them?"
"They seem close to the Alpha of the Ravenw pack, and my people have to be careful. Even approaching the child is not easy," Lucian informed. "I’m being careful because we need that child safe and sound, or I would have barged in there long ago."
I agreed with this. "Don’t be in haste. Tell your people to be careful. We don’t want to rm them."