Granada, Spain, September 1, 1860.

Carlos Sainz was racing against time, his heart slowly losing its pulse, it was time. The Sainz family had a tradition, when the firstborn reached his thirtieth moon he would undergo transformation, becoming one of the vampires of the feared Sainz family.

Unlike some other families, the Sainz were not carnivores for human blood, they controlled themselves and only ingested animal blood, but don't think that this made them less dangerous, on the contrary, they had a lot of stored thirst.

The second tradition was to choose a companion, one who would accompany him for the rest of eternity and give birth to the family's next firstborn. Carlos was the only one who had not yet fulfilled this tradition, he had not yet found the woman with whom he would have his child.

Granada, Spain, September 1, 2024.

You were never an extroverted girl, you had few friends, you lived your boring life working as a secretary, you barely went to parties and barely went on dates, it was a calm and silent life. But inside you there was always that feeling of loneliness, that something was missing. You tried to fill it with drinks, hobbies, but nothing filled that hole in your chest.

One more night you were leaving the office where you worked, your steps quickened when you felt a group of men follow you, you started running. Carlos Sainz was having a bad night, the hunting that day was horrible and when he arrived at his favorite bar, the only whiskey that really worked for Carlos had run out. He was stressed, angry and thirsty. When he saw you, something happened, something that made him stop and put his hand on the dead heart in his chest, what the fuck was going on? he asked himself.

He saw the fear in you. Carlos had no other option, he would resolve this. You covered on the floor when you heard the screams, you feared you would be next.