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I blinked awake to the soft glow of morning sun slipping through the curtains, casting warm, lazy patterns on my bed. For a moment, I lay still, savoring the calm that filled my small, familiar room. Life here in the pack had its ups and downs, sure, but there was a stability, a grounding, in every day starting just like this.

"Amelia!" My mom's voice called out from downstairs, breaking the silence.

"Coming!" I threw off my blanket and slipped into a pair of worn slippers by my bed, smiling to myself as I imagined her tapping her foot at the bottom of the stairs. My mom was always one for routines - breakfast at 7, chores done by noon, and dinner on the table by six. It was a rhythm, a safety net I'd come to depend on. Some people might think life here was a little dull, but to me, it was everything I needed.

I bounded down the stairs, following the smell of coffee and pancakes, and found my mom standing at the stove. Her auburn hair was tied back, a few stray curls escaping, and her smile, as always, was warm and steady. She looked up as I entered, grinning.

"Finally. I thought you were going to sleep all day," she teased, pushing a plate of pancakes toward me.

"I would if you let me," I shot back, grabbing the syrup and drenching my stack.

Just then, my little brother, Finn, stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He was only seven, still that awkward mix of limbs and untamed energy, with an infectious laugh that filled any space. He looked at me, his face lighting up. "Morning, Mel!"

"Hey, buddy," I greeted, ruffling his dark hair.

Mom placed a small plate in front of him, and he dug in without a second thought. I watched him, this little ball of innocence, completely in his own world. Even as the world changed around us, our small pack enduring challenges and occasional rivalries, there was something comforting in knowing we had each other.

"So, what's on the agenda for today, Amelia?" Mom asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I'm meeting Bea and Levi at the river," I said, trying to sound casual.

Mom gave me a knowing look. "Just don't come back with muddy clothes this time. I swear, last week, you looked like you'd rolled through every patch of mud from here to the border."

I grinned sheepishly. "No promises."

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