As Mateo strode away, oblivious to Zephyr's scrutinizing gaze, Zephyr's mind raced with uncertainty. Could it truly be the same wolf who had inflicted that scar upon his face? The resemblance was uncanny, and a surge of anger welled up within him at the mere thought.
"Stop!" Zephyr's voice rang out, halting Mateo in his tracks. With a sense of urgency, Zephyr closed the distance between them, his eyes locked onto Mateo's back. "Turn around," he demanded, his tone commanding.
Mateo hesitated, uncertainty flickering across his features. Slowly, he complied, pivoting to face Zephyr once more. His gaze met Zephyr's, wary and guarded, as he awaited further instructions.
Zephyr's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Mateo's features, searching for any hint of deception. The realization dawned on h
