-Harley’s POV-
Sleeping here is strange but also familiar. It's strange because I am sharing my room with three other girls... and Brig snores and I have never shared a room with anyone before. And it is familiar because I could hear some of the werewolves last night howling, probably going for runs in the middle of the night and I am used to that from living with their kind. This is how home was. I could always hear them howling at night and right now it is also comforting because it reminds me of home.
I close my eyes to try and get some sleep but they suddenly open and start to water.
I wonder how they are doing? Are they okay? How can I be here like this when they are in danger, maybe even suffering?
"What am I doing, Archion?" I whisper.
("Huh? What do you mean?")
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