INFILTRATION

Magnus

 

I crept through the shadows of the old stone corridor, my footsteps barely a whisper against the cold floor. The familiar scents of the city mingled with the damp air, bringing back memories of the days when these secret passageways were my playground.

 

As the governor and the alpha's son, I knew every nook and cranny of this place. But tonight, I wasn't the alpha's son. I was an old man with a frail body, sneaking into a wedding hall to confront a dark force wearing my face.