The sun had barely risen over the Old Blood Moon Pack territory when Elara Robin was already awake.There was no luxury of sleeping in — not for an omega. Not for her.She sat up on her small bed, the worn mattress creaking beneath her, and stared at the ceiling for a moment before swinging her legs over the side. The room was modest. Four plain walls, a small window, and the few things she and her sister Lily had managed to hold onto after their parents died. It was not much. But it was home, and Elara had long stopped wishing for more.She washed up quickly, pulled on her clothes, and headed to the kitchen. The morning routine never changed — cook breakfast, eat, survive the day, come home. Repeat. It was not the life she had dreamed of as a little girl, but it was the life the pack had given her, and omegas did not complain. Not out loud anyway.She cracked four eggs into the pan and listened to them sizzle. Outside the window the pack territory was slowly waking up. She could hear
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