*~Hazel's POV~*
"No… no…"
I collapsed to the floor, my body weak and trembling. Cayden's screams had faded into silence. Once alive with his cries, the battlefield was filled only with the terrible sound of Jonathan's wolf celebrating—.
Tears poured from my eyes, blinding me. My chest heaved as I turned toward my mother. "I promised my babies," I whispered, my voice breaking, "I promised them they would grow up in a normal household. But now… now they no longer have a father. And I couldn't do anything to stop it."
Her arms closed around me, pulling me against her chest. Her hand stroked my hair gently, her heartbeat steady yet heavy. "There's nothing we could do," she murmured, sorrow thick in her tone. "Nothing, Hazel. And I don't even know if we can make it out of here alive. If Cayden is gone… then we must not run. If we run, Jonathan will hunt us down—and when he catches us, he will drain the life of others. Especially your babies."
