Chapter 69: Sins of the Fathers

Lyra's POV

The timestream releases us with a violent jolt, and I find myself sprawled on cold, hard ground. Elara groans beside me, her hand still clasped tightly in mine. As my vision clears, I realize we're in some kind of laboratory – sterile white walls, gleaming equipment, and the acrid smell of chemicals fill the air.

"Where are we?" Elara mutters, pushing herself up.

Before I can respond, a familiar voice makes my blood run cold.

"The hybridization process is nearly complete. Soon, we'll have created the perfect beings – a fusion of Fae and werewolf that will change the course of history."

I whirl around to see our father, looking years younger but with the same intensity in his eyes. He's speaking to a group of men in lab coats, gesturing excitedly at a large incubator.

"Dad?" I whisper, even though I know he can't hear me.

Elara grabs my arm, her nails digging into my skin. "Lyra, look!"

Inside the incubator are two tiny forms – embryos, barely recognizable as human. But even