[Lucien]
I didn’t leave peacefully out of fear or weakness—no, I left because if I fought, they would’ve turned their claws on her too. And for some reason, I couldn't let that happen. My wife seemed a little too fragile.
So, I chose to play nice.
They put me in the back of a transport truck and we all sat face-to-face in silence. I refused the handcuffs, of course I did. I wasn't a criminal so there was no need for that. Procedure or not.
To my surprise, the leader raised a hand to his men. "Let him be."
So they respected me—at least a little. Enough to treat me like more than a beast.
We reached the high-rise building—clean lines, tinted glass, reinforced steel. As we walked through the front entrance, everyone inside—werewolves, all of them—seemed to tense. They either avoided my
