Chapter 181 Incoming

• Draven's command was a dark weight that settled heavily in the room. A sharp, suffocating dread gripped his heart, twisting with the gravity of the moment.
• His eyes, once gleaming with bloodlust, now blazed with something more dangerous—something insatiable. It was the hunger for destruction.
• He locked eyes with Lucas, the look in his gaze promising nothing but death. "Kill him." His voice was a low rasp, full of venom.