"How did you even know I was here?" I asked. I hadn't even knocked on his door yet and now he was here.
"Undercity is my home. I am its ruler."
In other words… he had eyes everywhere. Maybe his shadows were everywhere, hidden in the crevices, perched on the arches, crawling along the stone walls unseen.
For all I knew, even the very shadows beneath my feet might whisper back to him. It made me wonder if the magic woven into these stones that kept Undercity alive answered only to him.
After all, this city was unlike any place aboveground. Buried beneath the earth, thriving where nothing should thrive. No ruler had come before him. No Alpha had ever claimed this place until Rion Morrigan carved his dominion here.
Records of how it was built, how it had been discovered, were scarce, clouded in mystery. If anyone knew the truth, it would be him.
His stared at me intently, like he was trying to sift through my thoughts, peel them apart, and toy with them between his fingers.
