C78 Chapter 78

Alpha Darian, Lucas’ Father

The basement of the packhouse was a dark, damp place, long forgotten by most. The air was thick with dust, the stone walls slick with moisture. Darian stood at the center of the room, his towering frame illuminated by the faint glow of a single hanging bulb. In his hand was a rusted crowbar, its edge already chipped from his relentless prying at the floorboards