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The morning sun had barely crested the horizon when the frantic howls echoed through our territory. I jolted awake, my heart racing as Lyra, my wolf, stirred anxiously within me. Something was terribly wrong. I threw on a light dress and rushed outside, joining the growing crowd near the creek boundary. Whispers rippled through the pack members, their faces etched with horror and concern. "Make way!" A deep voice commanded, and the sea of wolves parted as Marcus, our head scout, emerged from the tree line. The scent of blood