The outskirts of the pack territory were a stark contrast to the bustling pack center. Rolling hills dotted with ancient trees stretched out as far as the eye could see. The air was filled with the scent of pine and damp earth.
It was a welcome change from the exhaust fumes of the pack. They continued their journey for what felt like an eternity, the car steering through a network of barely visible dirt roads.
Finally, they reached a clearing nestled amidst a dense cluster of trees. A single and unassuming cabin stood at the center, its weathered wood blending seamlessly with the surrounding forest.
This was Aceco's haven, a place shrouded in secrecy. They had made sure Aceco kept her distance from the pack and out of reach. Her services would only be sought in dire situations.
Just like this one.
The car came to a stop, kicking up a cloud of dust. Rhett stepped out even before the Alpha and Beta could, his eyes taking in the scene.