Every day she woke up with happiness washed over herself. Sometimes, she woke up earlier from Cohen just admiring him sleeping. She felt like she was a freak but she couldn’t help it. They had been spending more and more time together. Cohen and his mother continued to teach her something new everyday.

Everyone was just astounded as he was. The lycans were supposed to extinct decades after Damien led his army into their strongest hold and massacred everyone on sight. There was no survivor on that night. Cohen heard the story from his father who was one of the many werewolves sent to assist the Lycans but they were too late. Hundreds of bodies lying on the ground by the time they had arrived. Not even women or children were spared. Everyone was murdered in cold blood.

Vincent watched Cohen who kept pushing himself harder and harder. For years, he never thought that Cohen was capable of showing he cared for a woman. He knew Cohen had his needs just like every other man. He remembered having the conversation with Mira a few years back.

Cohen remained silent as he watched the vampire army positioned themselves in front of the castle. His mind was going into overdrive mode as he was thinking about every possibility. The mercenaries group on the cliff and the Lycans on the west weren't able to penetrate the enemy's strong fortress without sacrificing a lot of their men. Cohen knew Damien had a large army but this was exceeding his expectation. He was greatly outnumbered. Therefore, he wanted to fully utilize his element of surprise to minimize the collateral damage.

Vincent collapsed to the floor, looking up to the ceiling as he tried to control her emotions using the temporary mind link. He was whispering to her, hoping her to see the good memories within herself.