The wind howled through the trees, the branches swaying in a macabre dance as the clouds overhead grew darker and more ominous. Diego, a rugged and handsome man named, stood outside his cabin, staring out into the storm. His eyes were troubled, his jaw set with determination. He knew that some thing was wrong.He had been out on a hunt, tracking a rogue werewolf that had been causing trouble in the nearby town. It had taken him longer than he expected, but he had finally caught the beast and brought it down. He had been feeling triumphant, ready to return home to his mate, but when he arrived, he walked through the door of their room, he immediately knew some thing was wrong. The air was thick with tension, and he could sense that she was gone.At first, he thought that she might have gone out for a walk or a run, but as the minutes ticked by and the storm grew worse, he began to worry. He searched the cabin, calling out her name, but there was no answer. Her clothes were still ther
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