<h4>Chapter 188: Shared Exile</h4>


    <strong>LILY POV</strong>


    The dimensional fall shattered around us like broken ss.


    Instead of destroying everything, our united power turned the Council’s weapon into something else entirely. The copsing realities didn’t disappear - they folded into each other, forming bridges where there had been barriers.


    Caleb and I fell through the chaos, still holding hands as worlds spun past us like colorful ribbons. I could feel his mind linked with mine, sharing the weight of dimensional energy that would have torn either of us apart alone.


    Wended hard on familiar ground - the area where Silver Peak Pack held their meetings. But something was wrong. The air shimmered like heat waves, and I could see through the trees to other worlds beyond.


    "We did it," Caleb breathed, sitting up beside me. "We stopped the copse."


    But as I looked around, my heart sank. "We’re not really here," I realized. "This is just an echo of our home world."


    Through our link, I felt Caleb’s confusion. "What do you mean?"


    I stood up slowly, feeling the ground beneath my feet. It felt solid, but when I reached for a tree branch, my hand passed right through it.


    "We’re between dimensions now," I exined. "Not fully in any reality, but able to see all of them."


    The woman hunter’s words echoed around us, though I couldn’t see her anywhere. "Lily? Caleb? Can you hear me?"


    "We’re here!" I called out. "But I don’t think you can see us."


    "The dimensionalwork worked," her voice continued, sounding amazed. "You connected hundreds of worlds together. The Council’s copse couldn’t break through the ties."


    Relief flooded through me. We’d saved everyone. But as the joy faded, I understood what we’d lost.


    "We can’t go home," I whispered to Caleb. "We’re stuck between worlds forever."


    He squeezed my hand tighter. "Then we’re stuck together. That’s not so bad."


    Despite everything, I smiled. Even spread across dimensions, Caleb was still trying to make me feel better.


    "The echo bond," he said suddenly. "It’s different now. Stronger."


    He was right. Before, our connection had let us sense each other’s feelings. Now I could feel his thoughts, his memories, even his dreams. And through him, I could feel something else - thework we’d created linking all the dimensional refugees.


    "We’re not alone," I realized. "We can still help people."


    "How?" Caleb asked.


    I closed my eyes and reached out through our link to thework beyond. Immediately, I felt them - Crystal hiding in a crystal cave, Ghost flickering between worlds as hunters chased him, little Pip crying in a corner somewhere dark and cold.


    "They’re still being hunted," I said angrily. "The Council isn’t giving up."


    "Then we don’t give up either," Caleb said strongly.


    Through our shared dimensional awareness, I could see the paths between worlds more clearly than ever before. And I could see something the Council couldn’t - their hunters were using dimensional trackers that followed a specific energy signature.


    "I have an idea," I said. "But it’s dangerous."


    "Everything we do is dangerous," Caleb pointed out. "What are you thinking?"


    "The hunters track dimensional energy," I exined. "But what if we could give them fake signals? Make them think refugees are in one ce when they’re really somewhere else?"


    Caleb’s eyes lit up with understanding. "A dimensional shell game. Use our situation between realities to confuse their tracking."


    "Exactly. But to do it, we’d have to split our awareness across multiple dimensions simultaneously. We could lose ourselvespletely."


    Caleb was quiet for a moment, thinking. Then he smiled that gentle smile I’d fallen in love with.


    "Remember what you said back in the canyon? Wherever you go, I go. That’s what mates do."


    Before I could argue, he opened his mindpletely to our bond. I felt his consciousness merge more fully with mine, forming something new - not just Lily or just Caleb, but both of us together.


    The impact was incredible. Suddenly I could be in multiple dimensions at once, appearing as energy signatures in dozens of different worlds while keeping my real self safe between realities.


    "It’s working!" I said excitedly, watching as confused hunters chased false tracks across the multiverse.


    But our victory came with a price. Each time we split our awareness, it became harder to remember which thoughts were mine and which were Caleb’s. We were bing something new, something that had never existed before.


    "Lily," Caleb’s voice sounded strange, distant. "I can’t feel my body anymore."


    I looked down and gasped. We were both bing translucent, our physical forms dissolving as we spread ourselves across too many worlds.


    "Pull back!" I said desperately. "We’re losing ourselves!"


    But as we tried to gather our scattered mind back together, something went wrong. Thework we’d built to save everyone suddenly felt like a trap. Every bond we’d formed with other refugees was pulling at us, demanding more and more of our energy to keep.


    "Thework is feeding on us," Caleb realized in fear. "We’re not controlling it anymore - it’s controlling us."


    I felt fear rising in my chest. We’d saved everyone else but doomed ourselves to be slowly devoured by our own creation.


    That’s when I heard a familiar voice calling through the dimensional chaos.


    "Mom! Dad! Hold on!"


    My son - the void entity - was reaching through worlds to find us. But he wasn’t alone. I could feel Kestrel with him, and someone else who felt like pack family.


    "Aiden?" I gasped, recognizing my previous mate’s energy signature.


    "We’reing to get you," Aiden’s words echoed across dimensions. "But you have to trust uspletely."


    "How are you even here?" I called back.


    "The pack bonds," Aiden stated. "When you broke the Council’s copse, it didn’t just save our reality - it awoke something that’s been sleeping in all werewolves for generations. We can all move between dimensions now."


    Hope red in my chest, but it was mixed with fear. "It’s too scary! Thework will eat you too!"


    "Not if we work together," Kestrel’s voice joined in. "I’ve figured out how to shut down thework safely. But we need you and Caleb to anchor us while we do it."


    "What do you need us to do?" Caleb asked softly.


    "Remember who you are," my son said earnestly. "Remember your love for each other, for your pack, for everyone you’ve saved. Use that to hold your mind together while we break thework’s hold on you."


    I felt Caleb’s hand slip into mine - or maybe it was just the memory of his hand, since we barely had real forms anymore.


    "Together?" he asked, just like he had when we’d first chosen to stop the copse.


    "Together," I agreed.


    We focused on our memories - the Winter Moon Festival, the Triple Moon mark showing on my wrist, the first time Caleb had looked at me like I was someone special. Each memory felt like an anchor, pulling our separated selves back together.


    Around us, the dimensional chaos began to calm as our rescues worked to dismantle thework. I could feel pieces of myself and Caleb returning from across the universe.


    But just as I thought we might make it, something else reached through the copsingwork.


    A huge presence, ancient and angry, that had been waiting for exactly this moment.


    "The Devourer," Kestrel’s voice was filled with fear. "We’ve freed something that was stuck in thework. Something that feeds on dimensional energy."


    Through our bond, I felt Caleb’s fear spike to match my own. We’d thought the Council was the worst threat to the universe.


    We’d been wrong.


    The Devourer’s hunger washed over us like a tidal wave, and I understood with growing horror that our entire struggle - the dimensional hunters, the Council’s copse, even our rescue - had all been orchestrated to lead to this moment.


    We hadn’t saved the multiverse.


    We’d just served it up on a silver te to something far worse than the Council had ever been.


    And now it was toote to stop it.