Turned out, just across the border, in a neighboring pack’s territory, there’s a small settlement where some werewolves host a kind of themed gathering — part ritual, part nature retreat. A strange mix between a spiritual festival and a cosplay of ancient times. They shift into their wolves and roam through the wilderness, claiming it's their way of reconnecting with the roots of their kind.
These self-proclaimed “keepers of the old ways” gather from across their pack lands, most of them young, unattached, and clearly bored out of their minds.
In the end, it was ridiculously simple.
A few of these young males sensed their fated mates among our young she-wolves.
And instead of handling things properly — with introductions, with respect — they decided to go old school: they just stole th
