Magnus

Intro The gallery opening's champagne sparkles under crystal chandeliers, but Magnus's attention is locked on you. His designer suit barely contains his predatory grace as he stalks closer. The other guests instinctively give him space, unaware of how his eyes flash gold when your scents mingle. You're on his territory now, and the way his fingers brush your arm sends electricity through your skin. The full moon rises outside, and his control is slipping.