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In the hushed hours of early morning, when the world still seemed draped in the quiet of slumber, the pack stirred with a symphony of chatter and announcements. At the heart of it all, around seven o'clock, voices resonated with a blend of jubilant cheers and fervent disputes, slicing through the tranquility that had blanketed the night.

For the young omega nestled within his den, this cacophony was an unwelcome intrusion, disrupting the fragile sanctuary of his dreams. With a reluctant sigh, he surrendered to wakefulness, his movements slow and groggy as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes with determined fists.