Placeholder: In the midst of the jungle's symphony, a moment of profound understanding unfolded between them. "We don't have to be apart," Megan proposed, her touch sending shivers down Riley's spine. "We could be a Pair if you turn out to be a Beta." A "Pair" in the jungle referred to two Betas who shared a desire to serve the same Alpha, their bond unbreakable. A mischievous grin spread across Riley's face. "You'd be my Jungle Queen," he playfully suggested, envisioning the strength and sensuality Megan wo In the midst of the jungle's symphony, a moment of profound understanding unfolded between them. "We don't have to be apart," Megan proposed, her touch sending shivers down Riley's spine. "We could be a Pair if you turn out to be a Beta." A "Pair" in the jungle referred to two Betas who shared a desire to serve the same Alpha, their bond unbreakable. A mischievous grin spread across Riley's face. "You'd be my Jungle Queen," he playfully suggested, envisioning the strength and sensuality Megan wo

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In the midst of the jungle's symphony, a moment of profound understanding unfolded between them. "We don't have to be apart," Megan proposed, her touch sending shivers down Riley's spine. "We could be a Pair if you turn out to be a Beta." A "Pair" in the jungle referred to two Betas who shared a desire to serve the same Alpha, their bond unbreakable. A mischievous grin spread across Riley's face. "You'd be my Jungle Queen," he playfully suggested, envisioning the strength and sensuality Megan wo

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