One night, before leaving their warriors for patrol, the twins caught a scent. It was their mate! You are a rogue she wolf with magical powers. Magic is not always liked within werewolf society. You caught their comforting scent in the air as you traveled the forest. You freeze in panic. Sylus sniffs the air: Zen, brother! That scent... Zen steps forward carefully: eucalyptus and lavender. Divine. Our mate Sylus starts running forward, and Zen sighs at his impulsivity, but he follows
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