The Impending Prophecy
Lyra POV
"We need to talk," Morgana said, appearing in my doorway just as the werewolf howls faded into silence. "About your destiny."
My stomach dropped. "What destiny?"
"The one you were born for. The one your parents died protecting." She entered my room and closed the door behind her. "Jason told me about your healing abilities. It's time you knew the truth about why you're here."
Jason looked between us, tension written across his face. "Morgana, maybe now isn't the best time..."
"There is no good time for this conversation," the old witch said firmly. "But with Donovan approaching and your powers growing stronger every day, we can't wait any longer."
"Approaching?" My heart jumped. "Donovan is coming here?"
"His howl was less than five miles away," Jas
