Grandfather

As the night fell, we made our way back to the palace, the stars twinkling above us. The palace's grand entrance loomed before us, its gates opening with a soft creak as we approached. We entered the palace, our footsteps echoing through the halls as we made our way to the quarter assigned to us. I entered the sitting room of the werewolf quarter, I spotted my grandpa standing there, a warm smile on his face. My eyes welled up with tears, and I rushed to him, sobbing gently in his arms. "I missed you, Grandpa," I whispered, my voice shaking with emotion. All the problems, worries, troubles, and grievances I'd hidden deep in my heart came flooding out as I saw him. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn't stop them, no matter how hard I tried. "Hey, pup, why are you crying? Were you bullied when I wasn't around?" Grandpa asked, his voice filled with concern. "No, no one bullied me. I just missed you," I said, trying to compose myself. "Tell me, did that little pup of mine and mate ma