The sharp click of Alexander's heels echoed through the dimly lit hallway, announcing their arrival at Raul Scarno's apartment. The heavy oak door, a testament to modern luxury, slid open silently, a subtle display of the mage's power. Alexander remained unfazed. Typical mage theatrics, he thought. They always sought to assert their dominance, especially over a werewolf, and particularly one of his rank.
Elijah followed close behind, his gaze sweeping across the chaotic scene within. Books overflowed from every surface, casting long, eerie shadows in the dim light. Candles flickered precariously on shelves, their flames dancing erratically amidst the swirling smoke that emanated from a nearby room.
Raul Scarno emerged, his appearance a stark contrast to the disarray around him. Younger t
