*~Hazel's POV~*
I don't know which one is more surprising..the fact that Caspian would intentionally knock me unconscious with whatever he gave me, or the fact that I'm suddenly wearing the red dress I'd been avoiding all day, or the fact that I've woken up alone, in an unfamiliar room, locked away like a secret.
As I sat up, the rich fabric of the dress clung to my skin perfectly, hugging every curve with an elegance that only made my stomach churn. Even through my shock, I had to admit…it balanced beautifully on my body.
I leapt to my feet and rushed to the door.
I twisted the handle…Locked.
"Damn it!" I growled, slamming my fist against the wood. "Caspian! Cayden! Aurora!"
I pounded harder. No one answered. No footsteps. No voices. Nothing.
My chest tightened. Was I dreaming? Was this real?
Then, I heard it.
A low, pulsing growl—not from outside. Not from any corner of the room….From inside me.
