The next day, Ronan and Matthew prepared to meet the humans. The air was thick with tension, the weight of their task heavy on their shoulders. They knew they were walking into a trap, but they had no choice. The survival and the dignity of their pack depended on this meeting.
Jasper stood at the edge of the clearing, his eyes dark with worry as he watched his sons. "Remember, any sign of trouble, you leave immediately. Don't try to be heroes."
Ronan nodded, his jaw set with determination. "We'll be fine, Dad. We're not going to let them get the upper hand."
Matthew placed a reassuring hand on his father's shoulder. "We'll be smart about this. We won't give them any reason to attack."
With a final nod, Jasper stepped back, allowing his sons to begin their journey. The other wolves watched silently as Ronan and Matthew disappeared into the forest, their forms melting into the shadows.