Chapter 118: The Unraveling

Lyra's POV

Reality was coming undone at the seams, and I was the loose thread causing it all. Each world I touched began to fray, cosmic fabric stretching thin wherever my quantum existence brushed against it. Through my fractured perception, I watched a thousand versions of apocalypse unfold.

In New York, a skyscraper phased between dimensions, its upper floors existing in multiple realities simultaneously. In Tokyo, gravity reversed itself as fundamental forces lost coherence. In London, time flowed backwards for six city blocks, causing panic as people experienced their own deaths in reverse.

"We can't keep this contained much longer," Xander's voice reached me across dimensions. He stood in our pack's war room, surrounded by screens showing global chaos. "The human governments are mobilizing. Some want to nuke the areas where reality is thinnest."

"As if nuclear weapons could fix a cosmic tear," Selene scoffed, her ancient hands tracing patterns of power that hurt to look at. "We