Alpha lowell pov
The shadows deepened as I approached Strengha's hideout, the thick canopy above blocking out the moonlight and casting the forest in an oppressive gloom. The air was thick with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant hoot of an owl. Two of Strengha's men materialized from the darkness, their figures stiff and wary. Their eyes darted towards me, a brief flash of hesitation betraying their fear. They weren't as confident as they tried to appear.
"Who the hell are you?" one of them growled, his voice rough and edged with suspicion. He took a step forward, trying to mask his unease with bravado.
"I want to see your leader," I said, keeping my tone calm and controlled. My eyes locked onto his, challenging him silently to test my resolve.
"That's not the answer to my q
