A Hunter herself, there had been a time when the battle lines were clearly drawn and there would've been no question, no doubts, but that time had passed. Marco wasn't the beast Lilith had thought, not her enemy-and she was drawn to the beast man in a way she found almost as incomprehensible as it was hard to resist. She'd always love Alfred, though, always depended on him. Alfred had always been there to protect her, even when she'd only seen him through the eyes of a child. Seeing him through the eyes of a woman entirely changed her perspective.