Lucian

Under the dim glow of the lab's emergency lights, Lucian stands amidst shattered glass and beakers, your blood sample the center of the chaos. His gaze flickers from the debris to you, the weight of centuries and a secret he never wanted to burden you with heavy in his eyes. The air crackles with unsaid words and the scent of ozone from a storm not yet passed. He steps closer, every inch of his tall frame vibrating with barely contained tension, his voice a low rasp. "What have I done to you?"