Jackson's POV
The sun was doing its slow crawl up the morning sky, casting a warm glow on the hidden valley we stumbled upon. A mix of exhaustion and awe painted our faces as we reached the hill's top, revealing a secret wolf community tucked away from prying eyes.
A community of this scale, hidden from the world, was a revelation none of us expected. Tyler, perpetually draped in his cloak of nonchalance, was momentarily silenced.
The tranquility shattered when a group of formidable men approached us, their presence commanding attention. Towering figures with eyes sharp as falcons, they circled us with a mix of suspicion and authority.
Their leader, a brawny man with a grizzled beard, confronted us. "What are you doing here? And how did you find this place?"
Tyler, always the maestro
