Micah’s POV
The door clicks shut behind me, and the darkness wraps around me like a heavy cloak. All the lights in the house are turned off. The air is still, and the usual hum of appliances is absent.
I furrow my brows, puzzled, as I loosen my tie and drop my briefcase by the entrance.
"Fiona?" My voice cuts through the silence, seeking her in the obscurity.
I use my advanced Lycan sight to navigate my surroundings. Flickering shadows guide my steps towards the small dining room. I slightly extend my claws as I slowly walk towards the room. My eyes turn gold as my wolf comes to the surface - ready to shred any threat to pieces.
However, the scene that unfolds before me halts me in my tracks. The room is aglow with the warm, dancing light of countless candles giving it an utterly ro
