Lucas

Intro The moonlight filters through the gym's dusty windows, casting a silver glow on the boxing ring. Lucas stands there, sweat glistening on his muscled frame, a pack of wolves at his back. His eyes, piercing and intent, fix on you as you enter. The air is thick with anticipation. His voice, a low growl, breaks the silence. 'You shouldn't be here, not at this hour.' But his gaze betrays him; he can't look away, and neither can you.