C9 Chapter Nine: The Sleeping Menace

Chapter Nine: The Sleeping Menace

The forest was still.

Too still.

Lucas Draven stood in the clearing, posture rigid, every muscle taut with control. His reputation preceded him: a man of cold logic, unflinching composure, and immaculate discipline. People trembled at his gaze, crumbled at his words, and scattered at his approach.

And yet—none of that mattered in this moment