LOGINThe first thing Seraphina noticed was that Lucien had stopped breathing.Not literally.But for one suspended second, the man standing across from her looked as though even breathing required a decision.She had asked him what she was to him.He had answered.“You are the reason this war hasn’t ended yet.”The words should have satisfied her.Instead, they frightened her.Seraphina folded her arms across her chest.“Then tell me what war I’m standing in.”Lucien’s expression hardened.“You’re not ready.”Her eyes flashed.“Stop saying that.”“I’m not trying to insult you.”“You keep deciding what I can handle.”“And you keep walking toward things designed to kill you.”Silence.Seraphina stepped closer.“Then let them try.”Lucien’s jaw tightened.“That attitude is exactly why you’re on the list.”Her stomach dropped.“The watch list.”“Yes.”“Who put me on it?”Lucien looked away for half a second.“That depends on which version you’re asking about.”She stared at him.“There are ver
The alarm was still screaming when the mansion doors exploded inward.Seraphina barely had time to react.Lucien pulled her behind him as a burst of gunfire tore through the corridor.Glass shattered.A light fixture crashed to the floor.The guards outside the room returned fire.“Stay behind me!” Lucien ordered.Seraphina gripped the microchip in her palm.“No.”Lucien glanced back.“I said stay behind me.”“And I said no.”She had spent too many years being protected from truths that belonged to her.Not tonight.Lucien’s eyes hardened.Then his gaze dropped to the microchip.“Give it to me.”“Why?”“Because they’re here for it.”“They’re here for me.”His expression changed.Seraphina saw it immediately.He knew something she didn’t.“Lucien.”“Later.”“No. Now.”Another gunshot echoed.A guard stumbled into the corridor.“Sir! West entrance compromised!”Lucien’s attention snapped toward him.“How many?”“Unknown. At least eight.”Lucien swore under his breath.Seraphina had neve
“Trust no one.”The words remained trapped inside Seraphina’s mind long after Lucien stopped speaking.She stood in the center of the study, staring at him.Her mother’s voice had sounded so real.So close.Not like a memory.Like a warning whispered through the years.“What did she mean?” Seraphina asked.Lucien’s expression remained unreadable.“I don’t know.”“You expect me to believe that?”“Yes.”That answer irritated her.“You always say you don’t know whenever the truth becomes inconvenient.”“I’m not trying to hide this from you.”“You’ve spent ten years hiding everything from me.”Lucien absorbed the accusation without defending himself.Then he walked toward the door.“Come with me.”Seraphina followed.They moved through the east wing of the mansion, an area she had barely noticed before. The corridor was darker than the rest of the house, with only a few recessed lights illuminating the polished floor.Two armed guards stood outside a plain steel door.They stepped aside i
Seraphina couldn’t breathe.Seventeen.The number echoed inside her head as if someone had whispered it directly into her skull.She stared at Lucien, searching his face for the lie she desperately needed to find.There wasn’t one.Only exhaustion.Only regret.Only the terrible certainty that he had been carrying this secret for far longer than she had known him.“You’re lying,” she whispered.Lucien didn’t move.“I wish I were.”Her heart pounded.“You knew me when I was seventeen?”“Yes.”“How?”He looked away briefly, his jaw tightening.“Your father brought you to one of the Black Veil facilities.”Seraphina shook her head.“No.”“You don’t remember.”“I would remember something like that.”“You were never supposed to.”Her eyes narrowed.“What did they do to me?”Lucien’s silence was answer enough.Seraphina stepped backward.“What did they do to me?”“Nothing that could hurt you physically.”“That isn’t what I asked.”Lucien looked directly at her.“They altered your memory.”T
The gunshot came from inside the house.Seraphina froze.For one terrible second, every instinct inside her screamed to run.Then she heard Lucien’s voice.“Down!”He moved before she could think.One arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her behind the stone pillar as another shot shattered the glass behind them.Seraphina hit the floor hard, her heart pounding.“Lucien!”“I’m fine.”His voice was calm.Too calm.She looked up.He was already drawing his gun.There was blood on his sleeve.“You’re not fine.”“It’s a scratch.”Another gunshot echoed through the corridor.Lucien’s expression changed.The softness she had barely learned to recognize disappeared.The ruthless man everyone feared returned.“Stay here.”Seraphina grabbed his wrist.“No.”His eyes dropped to her hand.“You heard me.”“And you heard me,” she whispered. “I’m done being the woman everyone hides behind a locked door.”Something shifted in his expression.For a moment, he simply stared at her.Then he nodded onc
Seraphina knew something was wrong the moment Lucien stopped breathing.He stood across the study, the phone still pressed against his ear, his face stripped of every trace of emotion.“Say that again.”The silence that followed was worse than whatever the caller had said.Seraphina slowly rose from the sofa. “Lucien?”He lowered the phone.For several seconds, he simply stared at her.Then he said, “They found the car.”Her stomach tightened.“Whose car?”“Victor’s.”The room seemed to shrink around them.Seraphina’s fingers curled against the edge of the sofa. “Where?”“Near the eastern border.”“Is he dead?”Lucien’s jaw tightened.“No body.”She exhaled shakily.That should have been a relief.It wasn’t.Because both of them knew what it meant.Victor Hale had disappeared before, but this time he had left behind something deliberately designed to be found.Lucien crossed the room and picked up the folder lying on his desk.“There was this inside the vehicle.”He handed it to her.







