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Liam woke up early the next morning with a renewed sense of purpose. He had a restless night, thinking about the plan to bring an end to the war and how he could convince the Alpha to listen to them. He got out of bed, stretching his muscles and taking deep breaths to clear his head. He went to the bathroom, splashed some water on his face, brushed his teeth, and combed his hair.

He walked into the bedroom, where Penelope was already up and about, taking care of the baby. She was sitting on the bed, cradling their child and humming a soothing tune to him. The baby was wide awake, looking at his mother with wide eyes and making soft cooing noises. Liam smiled at the sight and walked over to them.

"Good morning, my loves," he said, planting a soft kiss on Penelope's forehead and stroking the baby's cheek. "Are you both ready to go?"

Penelope looked up at him, her eyes tired but determined. "Yes, we are. I've already packed a bag for us and the baby, and I've made sure he's fed and chang