-LILIAN-
I could only stare at the empty space where the man had been, my body trembling uncontrollably. The feel of his cold, oily presence, the chilling certainty that he was a threat, still clung to the air. My mind, which had just been filled with the dreamy warmth of our dinner, was now a frantic maelstrom of fear.
"I… I don't know," I stammered, my voice a shaking whisper. "He just… appeared. A shadow." I gestured with a trembling hand.
"He spoke to me. He said… he said I should go with him. That he could offer me a life of power. That he was a friend… or an enemy."
Alexander’s golden eyes blazed with a fury so potent it felt like a physical heat. He scanned the room, his Lycan senses on high alert, but there was nothing. The man was gone. Truly gone. Not a scent, not a trace.
