The sun had barely begun to peek through the heavy fog blanketing Howling Cliffs when a rustling of leaves and snapping of twigs shattered the fragile silence."Get up!" a gruff voice barked.Cameron shot up instantly, his hand already on his dagger, heart thudding with adrenaline. He looked around, eyes narrowing at the half-circle of armed werewolves encircling their camp. Each scout stood tall and alert, weapons at the ready, their eyes glowing faintly in the early morning light."What the hell?" DJ cursed under his breath, rubbing his eyes.Theodore, curled beneath his coat, groaned and sat up slowly, his pale face still drawn with exhaustion.Falcon, however, remained sprawled across his pink suitcase, hugging it like a pillow. "Five more minutes," he murmured, eyes still closed. "Beauty sleep is essential."Cameron whipped his head around. "Falcon, it was your turn to be on watch," he growled. "What if they were the enemy?""I'm sorry," Falcon scoffed, finally opening one eye. "
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