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Chapter 43: Fractured Alliances 

Lyra's POV

The air is tense as Asher leads me deep into the forest, far from prying eyes and ears. My heart races and anticipation and dread are warring within me. Finally, after so much secrecy and half-truths, I will learn the truth about my heritage.

"Lyra," Asher begins, his voice grave, "what I'm about to tell you will change everything you thought you knew about yourself."

He takes a deep breath, his eyes meeting mine with an intensity that makes me shiver. "You're not just a werewolf. You're a hybrid – half werewolf, half-Fae. And not just any Fae, but descended from the royal bloodline of the Unseelie Court."

The world tilts on its axis. "What? But how... why didn't I know?"

"Your mother hid you among the wolves to protect you," Asher explains. "There are those in both realms who would see you dead rather than allow the prophecy to pass."

"What prophecy?" I demand, frustration building. "Everyone keeps talking about some great destiny, but no one will tell me what it means!"

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