"I don't think I will let that happen."
A calm, yet commanding voice sliced through the tension. From the shadows emerged a figure, moving with a grace and confidence that instantly drew all eyes. He was tall and lean, with an otherworldly elegance. His skin was pale, almost luminescent, and his hair a cascade of silver, much like the Queen of Night. His eyes, however, were a striking crimson, filled with an ancient wisdom and a hint of mischief. He couldn't have been much older than Jace or Eve, yet he carried an aura of timeless power.
The men in black faltered, their confidence wavering as they recognized the newcomer. The leader's sneer turned into a scowl. "Who the hell are you?"
The young man smiled, a flash of sharp canines giving away his vampiric nature. "My name is Lucian. And I suggest you leave these two alone if you value your lives."