(Brielle’s POV)Like the way Cole held my hands, he rose to his feet in a hurry, leaving me on top of the dead vampire that attacked us and walking away. I was panting and shivering as my eyes followed his direction, and then I realized he was not running away but only hiding among the trees.“Are you okay?” Gen asked, still panting after running in my direction and helping me get up when she reached me.My legs wobbled, but I knew it wasn’t because of the surprise attack but at how I killed the vampire. No… It was not me who killed the creature, but Cole, using my dagger while holding my hands to strike it to death as if teaching me how to kill it.Giles knelt, checking on the dead creature and taking the dagger from its chest to return the weapon to me.Bryce clucked his tongue as he looked at me. “So unfortunate of him to have you as his meal tonight, huh?” he chuckled, bending his one knee to pick up the plastic container I was holding a while ago. “Looks like Barbie here did not

(Brielle’s POV)Grandma was sitting in her rocking chair on the porch when we returned home, but her eyes only flickered on the blood stain on my shirt, not asking anything and just pursing her lips. I stopped to kiss her on the cheeks and entered the house without telling her what had happened since she did not ask how I got the stain.She was used to it already with grandpa and daddy returning home, looking worse than my situation, but as a wife and a mother, she was not allowed to ask what happened. When I was young, Dad would scold me for constantly questioning what happened to them, and I wouldn’t say I liked it whenever they would remind me it was the rule. Couldn’t we worry about the people we love?Now that I was a huntress, I still didn’t understand it, doubting that I could hold myself from asking my future husband or children about what happened to them whenever they returned home hurt.We found Adam and Giles in the living room, getting ready to track Monty in the possible

(Cole’s POV)“Can’t you fix this?” Lucilla asked worriedly when I got home.“I can’t,” I answered truthfully, looking at Aarush and watching him editing the video. He copied them, typed codes only he could understand.“What are you doing?” Lucilla turned her head on him.“You said you can’t erase or change her memories because of blah, blah, blah…” He squinted his eyes as he typed faster, then grinned at us. “So, I’m erasing you in the video,” he said proudly.He played the clips again, and even Lucilla gasped in surprise when she saw Brielle alone in the entire video.“Can’t we think of other ways?” Lucilla insisted again. “Think, Nicholas! Your huntress is not an idiot or stupid,” she muttered worriedly.Aarush nodded. “Your future girlfriend graduated from the top of her class,” he muttered, focusing on typing again. “She will surely come here to ask you.” His forehead creased, standing up and pointing his index finger at the screen. “Showtime!”He walked toward the wall, pushing t

(Brielle’s POV)I lowered my head, releasing myself from Cole’s spellbinding gaze. He had this kind of interesting gaze that no matter how I tried to escape it, it was like I would still be bound to him. I leaned on the wall, which I was sure was a door moments ago.“It was a state-of-the-art kind of technology,” Aarush grinned as if reading my mind.I was starting to hate his friendly and cute face, but I glanced at the computer screens. We also have these at the headquarters, but I was never interested in them. I didn’t need Aarush’s state-of-the-art technology to catch an outcast creature of the night. As my father always said, I needed to hone my hunting skills and stay focused. The latter was my weakness, and Cole was my poof on that. He stood up, showing me the real recording of what had happened and watching it again as if seeing his favorite TV show. I walked toward him, pressing the pause button, studying the part where the newborn was on top of him as they grappled on the g

(Brielle’s POV)“I will pretend I did not see you, Aarush.”Grandma muttered softly but startled us when she showed up at the side of the house where I escaped a while ago. I couldn’t tell from her blank face if she was unhappy or disappointed, but I was sure it was either of the two since I had flown the coop when everyone thought I was resting in my father’s bedroom.“How did you know?” The panic in my voice gave me away.“You’re my granddaughter,” She smirked, shaking her head as she heaved a sigh. I didn’t have to guess because she sounded unhappy and disappointed altogether.Aarush grinned at my grandmother. “We’re leaving after this assignment, Gertrude,” he informed, unsure if the information was for her or me.“It was for the best,” she uttered in a hushed tone, nodding gently at him. “Good night, Aarush! Don’t fall, Gabrielle,” she turned her back on me, walking toward the main door, leaving me into thinking if I should climb up the wall or follow her. “I guess that’s your