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Alexander’s POV

The night was dark and moonless as Ethan and I approached the villa where Tyler and Jake, the werewolf hunters, resided. We had spent days tracking their movements, gathering intel on their activities, and now it was time to confront them. As we got closer, the anticipation weighed heavy on my chest. My mind raced with thoughts of what could go wrong.

Ethan and I had no choice but to transform into our wolf forms. It was the only way to breach their defenses without setting off alarms or being detected by their keen senses. With a silent exchange of glances, we shifted, our bodies morphing into the powerful, agile forms of wolves. I felt the fur sprout from my skin, my bones rearranging themselves as I became one with the creature inside me.

Together, we bounded over the high fence that surrounded the villa. Our bodies moved with grace and power, our senses heightened as we navigated the darkness. The adrenaline surged through me, mixing with the primal instincts of th