As Elyra and Dain adjusted to the haunting beauty of their home world, a sinister force followed them. Unknown to the siblings, Jason had crossed through the portal, his transformation now complete. Guided by the enigmatic red-eyed woman, he prowled the werewolf lands, his obsession with Elyra burning brighter than ever.

She finally revealed herself to Jason, stepping out of the shadows in a twisted display of elegance. Her scarlet gaze pierced him as she spoke, her voice rich with malice and seduction. "I am Xytriana," she said, the name ringing like a curse. "You and I share a purpose, Jason. Elyra belongs to neither this world nor the mortal one. Together, we will make her see where she truly belongs with you."

Jason, entranced and desperate, nodded. "Tell me what to do."

Elyra and Dain, meanwhile, pressed deeper into the forest, unaware of the danger stalking them. Dain's instincts remained sharp, his senses tingling with an ever-present unease. "We're being followed," he muttered, scanning the dense foliage. Elyra glanced at him, her golden eyes reflecting worry. "Do you think it's the King's forces?"

"No," Dain said firmly. "This feels personal."

Their bond grew stronger with every passing moment, offering fleeting solace in the midst of uncertainty. One night, as they rested by the fire, Dain's protectiveness broke through in his words. "You're everything that matters to me," he said, his orange eyes blazing as they locked with hers. Elyra's breath caught. "Dain..."noveldrama

But before the fragile moment could deepen, the forest stirred, and the distant echo of Jason's voice carried through the night, twisted with malevolence. "You can't run forever, Elyra."