Here it is - Torment in Daniel Grigori's POV! I'm super excited to finally give this to guys after nearly four months of writing Fallen in Daniel's POV. You guys are amazing and I couldn't help but write the sequel. I'd love to write the entire series in his POV, so do give me feedback and let me know to continue!

Love Never Dies,

Bella

Prologue

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Let the Hunting begin

"He's already getting to the boat," Cam uttered, crouched with Daniel behind a bush that had expanded between two trees, keeping them hidden. "We need to get to him before he's back in the eye of the humans."

Daniel didn't speak, in fact – He hadn't spoke much that evening ever since they had discussed that the Elders had sent a Hitman out, and that they had to rid of him. Unlike Cam, Daniel found killing humans no fun sport – It was something that caused an ache in his heart.

"Lets just get it over with." Daniel muttered as he slowly rose to his feet and reached for the tree above his head, the hanging branch snapped under Daniel's hands. Cam snickered, his eyebrows rose in question.

"A branch, really?" Cam remarked, who stood as well. Daniel didn't reply, his dark gray eyes locked on their target as he swiftly moved out of hiding and behind the man in black. The Hitman could already feel Cam and Daniel's presence, hearing the shuffle in the leaves. With a quick turn, the Hitman grabbed Daniel's arm, a switchblade flicked in hand and went for Daniel's shoulder, which impaled him deeply. But, it did little damage to Daniel, it barely made him flinch.

Daniel took no time getting it over with, his hands twirled the Hitman around and pressed his back against him, his arm locked around his neck in a choke-hold. Daniel found his eyes squeezed shut as he jabbed the think branch into the stomach of the human, his hand flew to the Hitman's mouth, his cries of pain released into Daniel's hand. The branch went fully through, the other end of the rigid branch pressed against Daniel's stomach, who shuttered at the feel of the warm oozing blood.

"Well done, brother," Cam clasped Daniel's shoulder and helped eased the Hitman off the branch and laid him on the ground. Daniel stepped back, he felt the Hitman's blood from the branch trickle over his hands – How could a human have that much blood?

Daniel felt cold again, just as he had the last few days without Lucinda. He wondered now what she was doing – Was she awake? Was she walking along the beach? Was she thinking of him as he was for her? He felt the tip of his wings bristle against his shirt, the urge to go to her was grew minutely now. Ever since Daniel had learned that this would be her last life, he hadn't wanted to depart from her, he wanted to save her, he wanted to show her, he wanted her to remember again. And that, sadly, made him depart her. He had to protect her, and that was what he was doing, even if that meant for bloodshed.