Nestled within a cocoon of ancient forests, Silverwood emerges as a small town with an enchanting spirit. Its cobbled streets wind through a landscape of nature and folklore. As the day transitions to night, so does Mason’s form, unveiling a werewolf that shadows the town.

With a sly grin, he couldn’t resist a playful twirl of the rings, each concealing a hidden werewolf element. “Bet you didn’t know my jewelry doubled as a supernatural toolkit,” he teased, his himbo charm on full display.