The Little Wild Secret
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Under the cloak of night, the children and I followed Ethan onto a private jet.
Our journey led us to a secluded canyon nestled in the Northwood mountains, known as Silver Moon Valley.
Apprehension filled me as the cabin door opened. Being human, I feared rejection from the wolfkins.
To my surprise, the door revealed a welcoming committee, arms laden with flowers.
A venerable woman with silver locks, the clan's esteemed healer, approached and tenderly examined the children.
"Praise be to the Moon Goddess. We are graced with the healthiest pups in a century," she said.
Joyous cheers erupted as the clan showered me with gifts.
Ethan, with a comforting arm around me, whispered, "Our people ho