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s lying on a soft, white bed, surrounded by towering trees and sparkling crystals. The air

. It was a woman with long, flowing hair and p

said. "My name is Lyra. I

tried to remember how she got

the Sanctuary of the Moon," she said. "A pla

d. "What do you mea

her composure. "You're a hybrid, Aria," she said gent

ra's words. She had so many questions, but be

aid. "We know what Elijah and his pack

ut Elijah and the pain he had caused her. But Ly

me'?" Aria asked, her voi

can teach you how to control your powers," Lyra said. "How to harnes

itement and determination. She was ready to le

ound echoed through the Sanctuary. Lyra's eyes flickere

asked, her heart po

ve a problem, Aria. Elijah and his pack

gures emerging from the trees. They were tall, muscu

a asked, her voice

pression grim. "They're the Hunters," Lyra

nctuary, their eyes fixed on Aria. Lyra s

, Aria," Lyra said. "We'll

. She knew she couldn't defeat the Hunters on her own, but

gy shot out, repelling the attackers. Aria watched in awe as Lyra an

ia knew they couldn't keep this up for much longer. She needed to do

it building, growing stronger with every passing moment. And then, wit

e in their attack. Aria took advantage of the momentary distraction

dible force. They stumbled back, giving Lyra and th

ident. She was a hybrid, a mix of human and werewolf, and she was det

he upper hand, a figure emerged from the shado

Elijah spat. "And you'll

unding in her chest. She could feel her ange

led, her voice low and menacing. "You'r

pt. "You're just a hybrid, Aria," he said. "A

herself at Elijah. The two of them clashe

Aria and Elijah fought. They had never

Elijah was too strong, too experienced. He was gain

blow, Lyra intervened. She summoned a blast of

unity to escape. Lyra grabbed Aria's arm, pu

on her, burning with hatred. She knew she h

the Sanctuary. Lyra led Aria to a hi

e bed, exhausted. Lyra sat besid

ria," Lyra said. "Y

rds Lyra. She knew she had found a true ally,

saw something there that gave her pause.

ria asked, her voice

"It's nothing, Aria," she said. "Just a se

d racing with possibilities.

trange sensation wash over her. It was as if she was being pull

nding in her chest. "What's going on, Lyra?

to grab Aria's arm. "It's the prophecy,"

ng with questions. What prophecy? A

stions, the room began to shake, and the

unding in her chest. "What's happening?" s

ht hug. "It's the beginning of the end," Lyra whispered. "The p

e ride of her life. She was about to embark on a journey that would change her forever, a jou

dy. She was ready to face whatever lay ahead, to fight for her life,

elt a strange sensation wash over her. It was as if she was being p

, we have to get out of here," Lyra sho

, into the chaos of the Sanctuary. The walls were shaki

troyed, torn apart by some unseen force. She felt a pa

d on something ahead. Aria followed h

their path. The door was covered in ancien

asked, her voice ba

the entrance to the ancient ones' cha

es narrow

says that's where we'll find the answers," Lyra said. "A

g within her. Together, they rea

he door began to glow brighter, and the air ar

gh her, and suddenly the door swung o

nd together they stepped

as filled with ancient artifacts, strange devic

Aria saw a glowing crystal, pul

. "That's the heart of the Sanctuary,

wed. "And what's

hisper. "It's being drained," Lyr

th anger. "We have to

said. "But first, we have t

er they began to examine the ancie

, Aria realized that the prophecy was

tuary, and the entire werewol