Lucian's Undoing
His heart thundered in his chest as he stumbled over roots and ducked under low branches.
Stupid, stupid, he cursed himself. But he couldn't go back.
Minutes turned into an hour, maybe more. The woods felt endless, alien. Every shadow seemed to watch him.
A low growl vibrated through the night air.
Elias froze.
Out of the darkness, shapes emerged—men twisted by hunger and madness. Rogues.
"Fresh meat," one of them hissed, grinning to reveal jagged teeth.
"P-please," Elias stammered, backing away. "I don't want any trouble."
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