The Alpha of Wolf Creek
My tone turned out colder than I intended.
There was something about that man. I thought he looked familiar, like I’ve seen him somewhere before. When I entered my office, I turned on my laptop and searched for the local news articles. We were the fifth generation at Wolf’s Creek, and the nearest neighboring pack was Shadow Mountain pack. Not exactly friendly, but we have had no trouble with them in years.
So what territory the bald guy was referring to was beyond me.
“There you are,” I found the article with the photo, and I recognized the bald attacker. He was with another man, Zachariah Lyon, developer. “What are you developing there in Santa Barbara, Mr. Lyon? And why do you feel threate
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