Dragon sat with Jenny and her triplets around a small fire, its flames dancing gently and casting shifting shadows across their faces. Jerry sat beside Jackson, with Jakiri next to them. Towering over them, Dragon, with his fiery red eyes and commanding presence, exuded an aura that kept everyone on edge. Finally, there was Jenny.Jerry looked up at Dragon with a curious smile and asked, “You’ve told us a lot about werewolf customs, but there’s one question that has always fascinated me. What’s the story of the mate? And how does a werewolf find their destined partner?”Dragon hesitated for a moment, a faint smile appearing on his face but failing to reach his eyes. Running a hand through his long, dark hair, he answered in a calm voice, “A mate… is the one chosen by fate to be your other half. When you meet them, you feel something deep within, as if the whole world pauses for a moment, and your soul calls out their name.”Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Do
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