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Under the moon's gentle glow, the expansive forest was painted in silvers and blues, creating an almost enchanting ambiance. The night was young, humming with the songs of crickets and the distant rustling of leaves. Tonight was no ordinary night; it was the perfect backdrop for Archer and Mateo, twin brothers connected deeply by lineage and spirit, to let loose and relish their shared bond in a unique manner: a celebratory run in their wolf forms.
Mateo's usually playful demeanor had been replaced by a veil of hurt and betrayal. His eyes, usually alive with mischief, now burned with a mix of anger and vulnerability. The words that escaped his lips carried the weight of wounded pride and shattered trust.
"You told her," Mateo's voice trembled with a mixture of accusation and pain. "You told Violet that I was a virgin before we found her. How could you, Archer? How could you betray me like that?"
Archer's expression wavered, his eyes widening with realization of
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