Chapter 92: Tremors of Truth

Lyra's POV

The earth beneath my feet felt different now, alive with a hidden energy I'd never noticed before. As our pack ventured into the sprawling network of caves beneath our town, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were descending into the very maw of destiny itself.

Xander led the way, his powerful form illuminated by the flickering torchlight. I watched the play of shadows across his face, seeing the determination there, but also a flicker of fear he couldn't quite hide. He felt it too – the weight of what we might discover down here.

"The tremors have been increasing," he said, his voice echoing off the damp stone walls. "Whatever caused that earthquake, it's building to something bigger."

I nodded, my hand instinctively going to the ancient Fae text hidden in my pack. The prophecy within burned in my mind, a constant reminder of the cosmic stakes we faced. "I think... I think it might be connected to the Fae," I said softly. "To the ritual site we're looking for."

Xander's