Prologue

Kaname Kuran, the man who possessed power far greater than any immortal being that ever resided the earth. But no amount of power could save him from the heartbreak his precious Yuki inflicted on him when she abandoned him for another man. She chose to love someone besides himself, a lower creature managed to steal his lover away from him, Zero Kiryu, he was the man Kaname despised most.

He remembered the day so vividly, when she confessed her feelings to him for the ex-human. The way she cried, how her face contorted into one of guilt and sadness, the way she pleaded for him to forgive her. But his face remained impassive throughout the entire thing. Despite the aching in his heart he couldn't bring himself to voice his own grief. She loved someone who wasn't him, and no matter how hard it was for him to see her leave him, he couldn't take his precious Yuki away from the one she truly loved.

Kaname's thoughts came to an abrupt halt as the voice of his previous bride rang through his ears like a melody. He tilted the side of his head to face her, his wine orbs scanned her innocent features as well as the silk that hugged her slender frame. The white gown she wore only heightened her pure nature, her curled chocolate locks fell down to her waist were they swayed at a calm pace, her wide doe eyes shone with a mix of nervousness as well as happiness and the onyx choker that clung tightly around her delicate neck added a slight maturity to the look. Overall Kaname found her appearance to be breath taking.

"Onii-Sama, i'm so glad you could make it!" Yuki spoke with a slight giddiness in her voice.

It was the day of her wedding, the day she officially gives herself to Zero Kiryu, the day she no longer remains as a Kuran or Kaname's lover. He feigned a small smile and brought his pale hand up and cupped her blush tinted cheek.

"I'm glad I could be here for you, Yuki." Kaname responded. Although his words were sincere he couldn't refrain the dark undertone that invaded his voice. Yuki however remained oblivious to this and continued expressing her immense gratitude.

Kaname sat solemnly on a wooden oak stool that was stood facing a row of exquisite wines and other expensive alcoholic beverages. After the wedding ceremony had ended he took it upon himself to departure from the grand hall, that was filled with nothing but music and dancing, and into a bar. He could no longer bare seeing the smiles on both the newly wed couples faces, how they were filled with nothing but pure bliss. He couldn't help but think of how that was supposed to be him, how he was supposed to claim Yuki for his own, protect her with his life and cherish her with all his heart. But those positions were now taken by that wretched Kiryu.

Gulp

Kaname brought the clear glass down from his soft lips and placed it on the counter with a small thud. His throat slightly burned due to the whiskey he had downed in one shot. But no matter how much he swallowed the emptiness inside of him seemed to only grow.

With a sigh he got up from the stiff chair and made his way outside and back to his mansion.

Kaname exited his black limousine, accompanied by two guards, and made his way through the white double doors. He took of his coat and began making his way up the staircase and into his office. Only for him to be disturbed by a loud knock on the door. In an attempt to get rid off the aggravation, he brought his index and middle finger up to his temple and began rubbing it in a smooth circular motion, before appearing downstairs in a flash.

The door opened and to Kaname's surprise there stood a small girl, no older than three, with long black flowing hair and a familiar set of mismatched eyes.

She just stood there staring at him with an intense gaze.