The Manhattan Metropolitan Opera House looked like a glowing palace under the autumn night sky. Bright lights washed over the grand stone steps, and expensive luxury cars pulled up one after another, letting out wealthy guests dressed in designer tuxedos and stunning evening gowns. Everyone wore elaborate silk masks, hiding their faces as they laughed and chattered while walking into the grand ballroom for the annual Masquerade Gala.

A sleek black sedan rolled smoothly up to the curb. The rear door opened, and Lucian stepped out first into the cool night air. He wore a crisp black tuxedo and a dark satin mask that hid the upper half of his...