Chapter 60

Chapter 60

UNKNOWN LOCATION

The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of burning incense and something metallic—blood, perhaps. Shadows danced across the stone walls as a single candle flickered on an old wooden table. Three men sat around it, their faces obscured by darkness, but their eyes gleamed with malice.

Perched on the shoulder of the tallest man was a black crow, its beady eyes fixed on nothing and everything at once. The bird ruffled its feathers, letting out a low caw, as if sensing the rising tension in the room.

The tallest man, clearly the leader, slammed his fist on the table. "That damn Lycan! Damian Lillard has managed to trace a lead back to us." His voice was sharp, cold, full of authority.

The second man, shorter but wiry, scoffed. "Then we should kill him. Before he gets any closer."