All Chapters of Beloved Huntress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A loud knock at the door startled Isabelle awake. She must have fallen asleep after having her long hot shower, as she was still towel-clad and the TV was still on but was on some strange early morning shopping programme. Izzie yawned and stretched before forcing herself to get up. She glanced at the time on her phone and saw that it was only eight in the morning. Who the hell would be bothering her at this time? She swung open the door, not caring that she was still just wearing a towel. Jake was standing on the other side of the door, his smile faded a little when he saw what she was wearing. "Did I - come at a bad time?" he stuttered a little. "Yeah, actually," she folded her arms across her chest, really unimpressed with his presence, "I was sleeping. You know, you did only drop me off here like four hours ago." "Sorry," he gave her a sympathetic smile, but then held up a brown envelope that she hadn't noticed he'd

"He was right there!" Izzie exclaimed as she popped another piece of popcorn into her mouth.They'd made it back to her place, and were sat on her couch with their movie time snacks. The movie was yet to be picked but the snacks were going down well. "I know he was," Jake sighed, dunking a marshmallow into his hot chocolate and letting it sit to melt, "But why? Why was he right there? Where were his guards? Why the hell was he shopping for himself?"The questions were valid, and there didn't seem to be a logical answer to any of them.Izzie didn't understand any of it. His presence at the supermarket went against nearly everything she had read about in his paperwork.He was far too rich and powerful to be going out anywhere without guards, let alone to a lowly supermarket."I don't know," she said, with the excited glint in her eye that he knew all too well "but we're going to find out." "Well, we aren't right now," he argued, "What film

"What the hell happened?" Jake hissed angrily as she caught up with her outside the entrance to the club.Izzie just shook her head.She supposed she should feel guilty for getting distracted and just leaving Jake, but it was for good reason. She had thought she had her target... she had also thought wrong and made a huge mess of things.Beloved.The word just seemed to circle her mind, popping up in every thought she had.It couldn't be true.He was just trying to get himself out of a bad situation, and it had worked.He'd gotten away.No one had ever gotten away from her.Never.She always prided herself on that fact.Now in one single night, she had lost two targets in quick succession."Izzie!" Jake pretty much shouted and she realised he'd still be speaking but she hadn't heard a single word of what he was saying.They were walking back to the car."Sorry," she mumbled, feeling a little guilty,

Everything seemed to happen at once.The far window of the living room shattered, showering the room in glass as a black figure dove through, rolling to an elegant crouched stop on the floor. Izzie was already moving away from the wall, out of reach, drawing both her daggers from their sheaths and dropping into a defensive position.She met the gaze of her intruder. Two murderous red eyes locked with hers. His face was twisted into a gruesome snarl as he bared his

A few days had passed and she had settled in well living with Jake. It was actually quite nice living with her best friend, the only argument they'd had was what they were going to eat each night.Though Izzie had been adamant about only stays for a few days, she didn't exactly feel ready to go home just yet, so had asked Jake if she could extend her stay for a few more days.He had been ecstatic and agreed almost immediately.She got the feeling that Jake was quite lonely, which saddened her.