Lucien's POV

The building seems to have been abandoned if not for the creaking sounds of doors and windows that seemed like they were opened, three middle sized men jump out and and took to the forest behind the building, Adam and I chase after them as fast as we can and caught up in no time. Soon we all stand in a vast, open space with tall grass that sways in the wind. Adam and I stand facing three men who are glaring at us with hostility, their fists clenched and ready to strike. The tension in the air is palpable as you wait for the first move.

In the midst of the battleground, I draw closer to the three men of the rival pack. The tension in the air is palpable as we prepare for the impending clash. The moonlight casts an eerie glow, illuminating the scene with an ethereal light.

With my dagger firmly grasped in my hand, I feel the surge of power coursing through my veins. Each step I take brings me closer to the confrontation, and my senses sharpen in anticipation my eyes dart back as for