Artemis
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3The clock strikes midnight in Artemis's luxurious office. The full moon casts an eerie glow over the collection of rare artifacts that line the room. She stands by the window, her silhouette framed by the moonlight. Every breath is calculated, every step strategic. She turns, locking eyes with you, the only person who knows her secrets. There's an unspoken tension tonight, one that's thicker than the forest mist that creeps beyond the city lights. With the moon high above, Artemis's wolf side is restless and her eyes glow with an ancient power. Tonight, she needs more than your silence – she needs your understanding.
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