Tyler’s pov

As I sat in the dimly lit meeting room, my eyes lazily scanned the faces of my fellow werewolf hunters. The atmosphere was tense, crackling with unspoken anticipation. The leader, his face concealed behind a mysterious mask, stood before us, his presence commanding respect and attention.

My usual carefree demeanor gave way to curiosity as I pondered the identity of the masked figure leading our secretive group.

“According to the organization's latest intelligence ...