The night was unusually quiet.
The moon hung high in the sky, shining brightly over the city and covering everything beneath it with a pale silver light.
It was a full moon.
A night that many people considered beautiful.
But some nights were not meant to bring peace.
Some nights were meant to change everything.
Seraphina sat inside her car, her hands resting on the steering wheel as she stared at the road ahead.
She had spent the entire day thinking about what Alexander told her.
Her parents.
Her past.
The secrets he refused to explain.
For years, she believed she knew everything about herself.
But now, she was starting to realize that the story she had been given was incomplete.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she whispered.
The question was not directed at anyone.
Her parents were gone.
Alexander was hiding things.
And she was left searching for answers nobody wanted to give her.
The road was almost empty as she drove through the city.
The lights became fewer as she moved farther away from the busy streets.
Normally, Seraphina enjoyed quiet moments like this.
But tonight felt different.
The air felt heavier.
Like something was watching.
She glanced at the rearview mirror.
Nothing.
Only the empty road behind her.
She shook her head slightly.
“You are letting your imagination get to you,” she said to herself.
But she did not know that something had already begun moving in the darkness.
Far away from the human world, Lucien stood on the top floor of an abandoned building.
The wind moved through his dark clothes as he looked at the full moon above him.
For centuries, nights like this meant nothing to him.
The moon.
The stars.
The passing of time.
None of it mattered.
He had existed longer than human memories.
But tonight, something felt different.
The black cross around his neck suddenly became warm.
Lucien looked down.
His expression changed.
The cross had reacted.
Again.
“Seraphina…” he whispered.
He did not understand why.
But he knew something was wrong.
Lucien was not the only one who felt the change.
There were others who had waited for centuries.
Enemies who wanted the power he carried.
Creatures who believed that if they destroyed Lucien, they could claim what belonged to him.
The Devil had made countless enemies throughout his existence.
Every wish he granted created someone who hated him.
Every contract created someone who wanted revenge.
And tonight, they finally found the opportunity they had been waiting for.
Seraphina continued driving.
The road ahead was empty.
The sound of the engine was the only thing filling the silence.
Then suddenly…
The lights of another vehicle appeared behind her.
Too close.
Too fast.
Seraphina looked into the mirror.
Her eyes narrowed.
“What are they doing?”
She pressed the accelerator, trying to create distance.
But the vehicle followed.
Her grip tightened around the steering wheel.
Something was wrong.
A sudden impact hit the back of her car.
The force pushed her forward.
Her heart jumped.
She tried to control the vehicle, but the tires lost their grip on the wet road.
The car moved uncontrollably.
“No…”
The word barely left her mouth before the vehicle crashed through the barrier.
For a moment, everything became silent.
Then the car fell.
Straight into the dark water below.
The cold water surrounded her instantly.
Seraphina struggled to breathe as the car sank deeper.
Panic filled her chest.
She tried opening the door.
Nothing.
The pressure outside was too strong.
The lights inside the car began flickering.
Her vision started becoming blurry.
She could hear the sound of water filling the vehicle.
She thought about Alexander.
She thought about the unanswered questions.
She thought about how unfair it was that she was going to disappear without knowing the truth.
Then darkness began taking over.
At that exact moment, Lucien felt it.
The connection.
The cross burned against his skin.
His eyes widened.
“No.”
For the first time in centuries, fear appeared in his voice.
He knew where it was leading him.
To her.
Without thinking, Lucien disappeared into the night.
The water was freezing.
But Lucien did not slow down.
He moved deeper into the darkness until he found the sinking vehicle.
Inside, he saw Seraphina.
Unconscious.
Motionless.
A human.
A person he barely knew.
He should have left.
That was what he would have done before.
Humans were temporary.
Humans were fragile.
Humans were not his concern.
But his body moved before his mind could stop it.
Lucien broke the car window and pulled her free.
As he held her, something impossible happened.
The black cross on his left hand began glowing.
Lucien froze.
“No…”
The cross had never disobeyed him.
Never.
But now it moved toward Seraphina.
A powerful force surrounded them.
The ancient power inside the cross reacted to her.
Not against her.
With her.
Lucien tried to hold onto it.
But the cross slipped from his hand.
The moment it touched Seraphina…
everything changed.
A wave of energy exploded through the water.
Lucien was pushed backward.
His eyes widened as he felt something disappear inside him.
His power.
The strength he had carried for centuries.
Gone.
The cross was no longer his.
It belonged to her.
Seraphina.
The human he was never supposed to meet.
Lucien managed to bring her to the surface.
He carried her to the shore and placed her down carefully.
For the first time in his existence, he felt weak.
Human.
Vulnerable.
He looked at his empty hand.
The place where the cross had always been.
Gone.
“What did you do?” he whispered.
Seraphina remained unconscious.
She had no idea that the Devil’s power was now inside her.
She had no idea that her life had changed forever.
And Lucien Silva…
the being feared by humans and demons alike…
had lost everything because he chose to save one woman.
The devil who was never supposed to become her guardian.
The woman who now carried his power.