Author's Point of View

The city had its normal pulse, with cars horns resonating between buildings, dazzling lights piercing the night, and the incessant buzz of human existence continuing as if nothing dangerous were about to happen. Everything had changed for Lucas. But nobody else was aware of it. Not Lily, who continued to gaze at him with wary confidence. Not Marcus, who had not yet felt his own throat being tightened like a noose. Even Aiden, who was unaware that his entire destiny had just been altered, was unaware.

Sitting at his desk, Lucas swirled a glass of dark whiskey, the amber liquid glinting in the study lamp's faint...