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Dustin POV

We arrived at the supposed destination, which was just a bunch of bamboo houses in the woods. These wolves take the literal meaning of being a wolf to heart.

The people were all scattered doing a thing or two, they were either talking amongst themselves.

Or scraping woods against each other, most of the men took over this, while the children ran around.

It looked like a normal village, except their living style was dated back to thousands of years ago. Even their clothing was outdated. Just robes with tiny stripes.

It made them seem as though they came from the past.

I was dragged into a bamboo shelter, that looked quite distinct from the others.

It seemed this would be their leader’s base.

“May we come in your grace?” The hooded girl asked.

However, there was no response.

“Your grace?”

Still no response.

The hooded girl was about to enter when she was halted by the sound of another person's voice.

“Emory,” the soft voice belonged to a very beautiful woman dressed in silk,