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Chapter 61: Echoes of the Past

Lyra's POV

The acrid stench of smoke filled my nostrils as I stumbled through the dense, primordial forest. Beside me, Elara's labored breathing matched my own, our lungs burning from exertion and the thick, ash-laden air. We'd been running for what felt like hours, the primitive werewolf pack hot on our heels.

"Lyra," Elara gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't think I can keep going."

I grabbed her arm, hauling her forward. "We have to," I hissed, my eyes darting wildly around the alien landscape. Everything here was wrong – the trees towered impossibly high, their bark gleaming with an iridescent sheen I'd never seen before. Even the air tasted different, heavy with an overabundance of oxygen that made my head spin.

A howl pierced the air, sending shivers down my spine. They were getting closer.

"This way," I urged, pulling Elara towards a rocky outcropping. If we could just find a place to hide, to catch our breath...

As we rounded the corner, my heart leapt into my t
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