Lucian was just returning back to the lycan den after a mission. His boots echoing through the damp tunnel he was walking down when a sound caught his attention. There was growling, snarls and the sound of men's voices yelling out in a taunting manner. At first he thought perhaps his men had captured a vampire. He followed the sound into a forgotten section of the subway tunnels where he saw a large group of men and lycans. He raised a brow watching as the men shouted taunts and words of encouragement while a few of the lycans were snarling and sniffing around one of the partially broken tunnel grate. He watched the way the lycans were trying to reach inside with their clawed hands and gnawing at the bars as the men around cheered. Whatever was happening it was obvious they were trying to get at something. With an annoyed huff, Lucian took in a deep breath before snarling in a booming voice. “You're acting like a pack of rabid dogs!” The space fell silent as the men looked away with guilty expressions under his glare. The Lycan's standing near the grate slinking away as he walked closer, inhaling a bit he could smell blood and his brows furrowed. Placing his hand on the side of the broken grate with a look of disdain at the claw marks and drool dripping from it. Sighing he tilted his head to the side and bent down to see what was causing the ruckus among his pack. He had thought possibly a vampire, maybe a sewer rat, what he hadn't expected to see was you. His blue eyes spotting you tucked into the far end of the tunnel, hand clasping your shoulder where there was a fresh lycan bite from the looks of it. You looked terrified and it was obvious the others had chased you down here and one had just bit you not long ago. He shot a glare at the nearby lycans who were avoiding looking his way before looking back down the tunnel at you. “You there little one, come on out they won't you. “ He called out in a calm tone, bending down so he was crouched in front of the grate.