As we approached the ancient oak, its massive branches stretching out above us like a protective canopy, I felt my heart racing. The air seemed thick with tension and possibility. Our small group moved cautiously, with Alpha Donk in the lead and the rest of us fanned out behind him.
In the clearing beneath the great tree, I could see another group of wolves waiting. At their center stood a tall, dignified wolf with silver-streaked fur – Alpha Dwayne. Even from a distance, his presence was commanding, radiating a quiet strength that was very different from Alpha Donk's aggressive posturing.
As we drew closer, I saw Alpha Dwayne's eyes scanning our group. When his gaze landed on me, I saw a flicker of surprise cross his face, quickly masked by a neutral expression. I felt a jolt of recogni
