로그인The rain had started sometime before dawn.At first, it was gentle—soft taps against the window, like someone asking politely to be let in. But as the hours passed, it grew heavier, louder, until it consumed everything. It drowned out the city noise, swallowed the world whole, and wrapped Aria’s apartment in a cocoon of gray.She hadn’t gotten out of bed.Not because she couldn’t—but because she didn’t have the strength to.The blanket was pulled up to her chin, her body curled inward as though trying to protect something fragile inside her. Her phone lay beside her, screen dark now, but not long ago it had lit up with Mark’s name.“Hey. It’s pouring. I can pick you up if you want.”His voice had been warm. Easy. Safe.She had hesitated.For a second too long.Then she remembered.The demon guards.Across the street. Always watching. Always reporting.And more than that—Lucas.The thought of accepting a ride from Mark felt… wrong. Not because she owed Lucas anything. Not after the way
Distance, Lucas had learned, was a discipline.Not weakness.Not surrender.But discipline.And he was very, very good at it.******Weeks had passed since the argument.Not resolved.Not forgotten.Just… left where it had fallen—like broken glass neither of them wanted to pick up.Aria hadn’t come to him.That, more than anything, was what lingered.She hadn’t come back to explain herself.Hadn’t reached for him the way she used to when something unsettled her.Instead—She continued.Living her life.Going to school.Laughing.Smiling.And increasingly—Spending time with him.She had chosen to spend time with her new found friend, than to come to him.As she should have.******Lucas had not interfered.Not once.Not openly.Not in a way she could see.Because he had made a decision.If she needed him—She would come.And when she did—He would be there.As he always was.As he always would be.But that didn’t mean he wasn’t watching.He had instructed the demon guards to watch her
The morning felt… different.Not like other mornings when Aria would lay in Lucas's arms, talking about random things. Or the mornings when she'd wait patiently while Lucas made breakfast.This morning was too different.Just—off.Aria moved quickly around the room, her energy lighter than usual, almost buzzing beneath her skin as she pulled on her shoes and reached for her bag. There was a quiet excitement in her chest she hadn’t felt in a long time.Something simple.Something normal.And she liked it.A lot.“I don’t like it.”Lucas’s voice cut through the space before she even reached the door.Aria paused, her hand hovering midair before she slowly turned to look at him.He was watching her.Not casually.Not the way he usually did—with that quiet, steady calm that made everything feel grounded.This was different.His gaze was sharper.More focused.Suspicious.“…Don’t like what?” she asked carefully.“The way you’re eager to leave.”Her brows pulled together slightly. “I’m not
Time had never moved this slowly before.Aria stared blankly at the board, her chin propped against her palm as the instructor went over something she already knew—something she had perfected days ago.Measurements. Ratios. Techniques.All of it felt… repetitive.Familiar.Too familiar.A quiet yawn slipped past her lips before she could stop it, her eyes watering slightly as she blinked away the heaviness pulling at them.Lack of sleep.That was Lucas’s fault.Her lips twitched faintly at the thought.He had been particularly unreasonable the night before—persistent in that calm, unshakable way of his that made it almost impossible to argue.Or leave.Or sleep.She exhaled softly, shifting in her seat before finally giving in, letting her head fall forward onto the desk.Just for a moment.Just to rest her eyes.The faint hum of the classroom blurred around her—voices, movement, the soft scrape of tools against surfaces—all blending into something distant.Muted.Safe.It was barely
Peace, Aria realized, was a dangerous thing.Not because it was fragile—but because it made you forget.And she had forgotten.Not entirely, not in a way that erased what Selene had said or the weight of it… but enough that the sharp edge of it had dulled. Enough that the fear no longer sat in her chest like something alive.Days had passed. Then weeks.Nothing happened.No looming threat. No whispers in the dark. No signs that anything had shifted beneath the surface of their world.And somehow… life had continued.Better than continued.It had bloomed.Lucas had a way of making everything feel… effortless.He showed up without warning, sometimes with nothing but that quiet, knowing look in his eyes—and other times with things that made no sense coming from someone like him.Flowers. Books. Jewelry he claimed was “insignificant,” though Aria was fairly certain entire fortunes had been spent on them.And then there were the days he took her out.Not extravagant in the way that would'
Aria hadn’t opened the door in hours.At first, it had been anger—sharp, defensive, hot in her chest like a shield she refused to lower. But anger was a short-lived companion. It burned fast, bright… and then it left.What remained was something colder.Quieter.Something that sat in her ribs and refused to move.She stayed curled on the edge of the bed, still dressed, still unmoving, staring at nothing in particular. The curtains were drawn, the room dim, but not dark enough to hide from her thoughts.Selene’s voice hadn’t left her.YOU DON’T BELONG HERE.YOU'RE DESTROYING EVERYTHINGYOU WILL BE THE REASON HE FALLS.A knock came again.Soft this time.“Aria,” Levi’s voice filtered through the door, smooth, careful. “You’ve been in there all day.”She didn’t answer.There was a pause, then a quieter addition, almost reluctant."You shouldn't be like this... he's worried."Her fingers tightened slightly against the fabric of the bedspread.Still, she said nothing.Footsteps retreated.
Having known that Behemoth was on Earth to take revenge on him, Lucas feared for Aria's safety. He became uneasy, and he used his connections to see that the cop he had shifted into was dismissed. Lucas knew that dismissing the cop wouldn't make any difference, but he wanted to keep him out of his
Years ago during the time that Lucas had gone on a killing spree, destroying and killing creatures that wouldn't bow in submission to him, Behemoth had been the hardest to break.Legend had it that Behemoth was once the king of hell, thousands of years ago, even before the devil came into power. He
The next morning, as early as 6 am, Lucas called Aria's phone, but after a few rings and she didn't pick up, he got scared and drove to her apartment. "Aria!!!" He yelled and banged on her door. As he was about to break into the house, the door opened and Aria stood there in a night dress lookin
After quietude had returned, and the street was littered with bodies, Lucas turned to search for Aria. He saw her staring at him, visibly shaken by the incident. He walked towards the shop she had hidden herself in, but Aria backed away, and this feeling of rejection made Lucas angry. He came to th







