-- Landon
"I thought we were going to the packhouse." Laya questioned as we drove in through the front gates.
"We are. This is it."
"You're kidding. OMG, your not kidding. Isn't this where you and your family live? I mean, I guess it makes sense that the whole pack lives here since it's called the packhouse. But how many of you guys is it though? I mean, this is a freaking mansion on steroids."
I parked my car in the garage closes to the packhouse, which is where the ranked families each had a few spaces. There was another garage off to the far left of the packhouse where we kept some larger suburbans, 15 passenger vans that were used to transport multiple pack members at a time for gatherings at another pack or even as security detail. Visitors usually parked in the second garage bu
