COLTON POV
I was supposed to be reviewing the latest legal brief from our attorneys.
Instead, I was staring at a photo on my phone.
One of Raven’s pictures from the pack dinner. The one she’d shown me when we were going through the archive together.
The photo showed everyone crowded around the long tables outside the hall. People were laughing, passing plates around, arguing over who cooked the best ribs. It looked warm. Normal. Like a real family.
Raven had sent it to the council for approval two days ago along with fifty other photos. Professional. Organized. Exactly what we agreed on.
But this one…
I kept coming back to it.
Not just because it was a good photo, though it was. Raven had always been good at catching moments people didn’t even realize were happening.
No.
It was b
