Alpha Theo stepped out of his car, the moonlight reflecting off his sharp features.
The night air was cool, but a storm brewed inside him. As he approached the ancient temple, its tall, weathered pillars cast eerie shadows, adding to the heaviness in his chest.
He hesitated for a moment at the entrance, his instincts pulling him back, but he silenced them. This was no time for doubt.
The scent of incense wafted through the air as he pulled off his shoes and bowed his head low in respect before stepping inside.
The dimly lit temple was quiet, save for the rhythmic hum of an old man meditating on a simple mat.
His back was to Theo, but his presence was commanding.
"Alpha Theo," the old man spoke, his voice calm yet firm, "what brings you to my temple tonight, unannounced?"
Theo froze in his tracks. He hadn't made a sound, yet the old man knew. "How did you know it was me?" Theo asked, astonished.
