Chapter 51: Echoes of Desire

Lyra's POV

The twilight realm shimmers around me, its essence unstable and flickering like a candle in the wind. Xander stands beside me, his presence both a comfort and a torment. We're here to stabilize this new world, born from the collision of werewolf and Fae magic. But I can only focus on the electric current that seems to pulse between us, growing stronger with each passing moment.

"We need to channel our energy into the ley lines," Xander says, his voice low and husky. "It's the only way to keep this realm from collapsing."

I nod, trying to ignore the way my skin tingles when he moves closer. We place our hands on the pulsing veins of magic that crisscross the ground, glowing with an otherworldly light. As we pour our power into the ley lines, the air around us crackles with energy.

Suddenly, a violent tremor rocks the ground. I lose my footing, falling backward. Xander's strong arms wrap around me, catching me before I hit the ground. Our eyes lock, and for a moment, the worl